By Shmuel Aiello, Israel Last week I helped oversee a wonderful 4 days conference for Jewish and Palestinian students. After the conference, I took an overnight bus to Eilat, on my way to Egypt. It was going to be my first visit to Egypt in 9 years. Instead, I was held by Egypt for … Continue reading Banned: The Price of Supporting Human Rights in Egypt
By Mahmoud H, Palestine In our environment, we care about agriculture a lot, and our ancestors cared, even more, they took care of trees and planted them carefully, leaving the good reaps its own good fruit. They cared more about the trees and agriculture than they cared about the fruit, but their faithfulness gave them … Continue reading If you want an Apple, you have to plant a Tree – إذا أردت تفاحأ فعليك أن تزرع شجرة تفاح
By Moulham, Syria In 2005, I was studying at the best private school in Damascus. Al Saade School, which in English means “the happiness school”, and I thought I was happy, when my biggest dream was to run my father’s jewellery shop and study cinema at the Higher Institute for Dramatic Arts. As a result … Continue reading Memories from Damascus…
By Ala Oueslati I still get lost in New York. I will probably still always get lost in New York. Because it is a gigantic city, but also because I have a terrible sense of direction that even my phone GPS can’t rectify. This city is a magical place. With a great deal of diversity, … Continue reading All the Undisclosed Stories of the City
By Dean, Israel It’s late at night and I had been up since 5 am. We’re somewhere in Jordan, a horizon of sand hidden in the darkness. Someone had mentioned sitting outside by the firepit. Strangers, mostly. I’m not sure where the firepit is. I’m not sure anyone is going to want to talk with … Continue reading Do You Know What?
You asked for news. Well, I’ve got news. My flight got delayed for 30 minutes because of the storm in Jordan, I arrived in Vienna 15 minutes before the 2nd flight to Paris, I used my headphones to listen to the music of Mission Impossible in order to feel that if Tom Cruise can do … Continue reading A letter to a friend I met somewhere near the Holy land
by Zo Flamenbaum, Israel As I sipped a glass of sweet Turkish tea on the open aired rooftop of the hostel, I raged inside. The city sparkled before me as my two friends went to sleep, and I immediately let loose in my journal, my pen transmitting the anger boiling up within me. It was … Continue reading Tequilas and Kindness