WHEN THE CITY IS SO COLORFUL AND THE STATE SO DARK by Ayala Berger, Israel

Three days ago Pride Parade was held once again in Tel Aviv. The most exciting holiday of the year, manifesting in a month, a week, a day. So much preparation, so much talk, the excitement is felt in the air in the city of eternal freedom. The city is painted in pride colors, the colors … Continue reading WHEN THE CITY IS SO COLORFUL AND THE STATE SO DARK by Ayala Berger, Israel

A Path to Grow, by Abd-Allah T., Gaza, Palestine

I understand how closed communities feel about their beliefs. I understand how in these communities, the narrative can be easily set by the people at the top, because interaction with the different sides of the argument is minimal. I understand how someone can be attached to their beliefs as a result of being nurtured in … Continue reading A Path to Grow, by Abd-Allah T., Gaza, Palestine

It is Time that the World Hears Our Voice by Nasim Al Huribat, Palestine

I had an exam for one of the major chemistry subjects, the exam was at nine in the morning. I had missed this lecture three times because of the roads and the barriers during the second intifada. So I decided to leave the house at 6am to get the exam. After hours of traveling through … Continue reading It is Time that the World Hears Our Voice by Nasim Al Huribat, Palestine

The Uninvited Guest by Hadass Evron, Israel

The problem with anxiety attacks is that they're always coming at a bad time. They don’t ask you if it’s okay when they come, they don’t knock on your door, they just burst in as an uninvited guest that you have to deal with. My body started shaking in the car as I was on … Continue reading The Uninvited Guest by Hadass Evron, Israel

The Birth of my First Dream by Doa, Palestine (Gaza)

I was speechless for more than 10 hours on Thursday, we were disconnected from the internet and the electricity was shut off. I tried to escape by bothering my brothers to buy some widgets, I went back and forth from sleeping and eating. Life was dead in the city where I live. This same day … Continue reading The Birth of my First Dream by Doa, Palestine (Gaza)