Her room, again, portrayed an obscure cavern of darkness which was not new to her. A vintage dress, from an era that goes way back, was the only separation between her skin and the creeping midnight chill. In her usual sleeplessness, she was drunk on silence. For hours, it had seeped into her pores, dowsing … Continue reading She, Breaking Free by Zineb, Tunisia
ISRAEL — Like veterans of war, women will exchange stories of stitches, scars, pain, and heroism. The way men recount their wartime experiences, exchanging tales of bravery and perhaps near fatal operations, is the way women will tell their birthing stories. I would like to share mine...
Note: This is not a generalization, nor it is a hate letter.. This is a reflection on a reality, a reality that we cannot deny. The issue I want to talk about today happens everyday in our world. It’s not just ’in my city’ nor ’in my country’... Oh no, it is universal. In the … Continue reading Bravo, you work like a man! by Kaoutar Chahbane, Morocco
"I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute." Rebecca West It's undeniable that Arab women have been and are still struggling whether it be to improve themselves as … Continue reading I got married what about you?! | Marwa, Tunisia
The day was March 24th, 1999. It was the late in the afternoon of a regular, routine day. I was 9 years old and had been playing with my younger brothers. I was the eldest of four, so I always had someone around. My mother had been cranky all day. So the moment that a … Continue reading A Brother’s Love | Amir, Israel