Childlike Heart

 By Yousra, Morocco When we are born, we enter the world as a tabula rasa: nothing is written on us. We have only a future, no past. That is the meaning of innocence. We lose our childlike innocence as time passes, as we grow up and experience the world. I, as a child, was purely … Continue reading Childlike Heart

I am part of this city, and it is part of me

by Rowan - Gaza, Palestine These are pictures of a city that is frequently mentioned on the news, often sad news, wars, siege, power and water cuts... This is my beautiful city of Gaza, part of the state of Palestine, with an area of 360 square kilometers, with a population of approximately 2 million. I … Continue reading I am part of this city, and it is part of me

The Painting of a Foreigner by Mummy, South Africa

It was February, the first day of my third year at university. I was heading to the bus stop when I saw people singing and protesting on the street. They carried big boards which had written on them, "They must go! We are tired of them!" I was confused. I had no idea what was … Continue reading The Painting of a Foreigner by Mummy, South Africa

Your only responsability is to speak up! By Oumaima, Morocco

 It was noon and I was leaving the hospital after our morning rounds to head towards a meeting at the Norwegian embassy.  I walked out and took the first cab I found, I was too excited and nervous to notice that the driver already had 2 clients in the back of the car, so I … Continue reading Your only responsability is to speak up! By Oumaima, Morocco