For as long as I can remember, I’ve constantly qualified my identity. Israeli-Moroccan, American-Israeli, born in Israel, but raised in California as if I wanted to remove myself from my birthplace, from my heritage, from my grandparents refuge. Constantly putting a distance between my born identity and not wanting to be labeled as an occupier. … Continue reading Droplets of Shame by Karin Attia – Israel
Before I started working at Skaramagas refugee camp in Athens, I did not know what to expect from the children. Ever since I can remember, I have been hearing about the Yazidi-Arab tension; and thus, being an Arab myself, I was worried that my hopes of becoming the girls’ older sister would eventually turn to … Continue reading Beyond Our Differences by Rahma Henchiri from Tunisia
IRAQ/KURDISTAN — These pictures are of Erbil citadel. Erbil citadel is a famous place for tourists in Iraq. Erbil city is the capital of Kurdistan. The castle and the citadel are the guardians of centuries of history.
IRAQ/KURDISTAN — I believe that good leaders have many different qualities, but one that unites them all is their wish to create a comfortable, peaceful circumstance for society as a whole by tackling those existing troubles that face a community. In doing so, they avoid planting any negative thoughts in society or the environment...
IRAQ/KURDISTAN — I was born in Sabunkaran Alley, one of the three ancient alleys built in 1784 by King Ibrahim, the Emperor of Baban in Sulaimaniya City. It was the home of the great poet Tawfeq Mahmoud Hamza, also known as Piramerd and, through the years, it has become the heart of the city center...
It was at lunchtime on January 2016 and it was on the first day of our 2 and half months of our pediatric training course for medical school. We had just finished class when my friend Haider and I decided to walk through the yard of the hospital to familiarize ourselves with our new environment. … Continue reading Saving a Life by Ahmed Barben, Iraq
I am a Kurdish-Iraqi citizen, born in Iran as a refugee. The place where we lived in Iran was called "Ordogahe Sonqor," which was near Kermanshah, and there were more than 500 families gathered and living in the area as refugees. There was a school for us where we were mixed with Persian students. I … Continue reading Change is Possible By Akar, Kurdistan-Iraq