THE MEMORY OF WAR

By Malak AT, Libya  When we think of the term war, we immediately connect it to loss, grief, and sadness. It is part of the world’s history; it is both gain and loss. One party will win while another will lose and the loss in itself can be in many different forms: emotional, physical, as … Continue reading THE MEMORY OF WAR

A Secret History

By Lior Vered, Israel. My grandfather died a few days after I was born. He was in the hospital for a minor illness and was supposed to be released in a few days. The doctors said it would be ill-advised to bring a newborn to the disease-filled hospital. So, I have never met my grandfather, … Continue reading A Secret History

The streets of Carthage by Ines Cherni – Tunisia [Photo]

These are a few of my favorite pictures of Carthage. These places mean a lot to me as I was born and raised in these streets and they occupy a huge part both in my memory and heart. During this school year I had to move away and I would always find myself going back … Continue reading The streets of Carthage by Ines Cherni – Tunisia [Photo]

Yemenites with No Religious Differences by Mokhtar Ramadan, Yemen

On June 7, 2017, my grandfather from my mother side, who is now about 73 years old, came to my house and spent a couple of days with us: me and my family. We are from Al-Nazhah village, Ibb, Yemen. My village is about 150 km south of Sana'a, the Yemenite capital. In my village … Continue reading Yemenites with No Religious Differences by Mokhtar Ramadan, Yemen

A Trip To The Past – An inteview of my grandparents- by Noa Bar, Israel

I was sitting in my room on a Friday evening in my apartment in London. Curtains shut, my bag thrown on the floor as I came back from university with laundry waiting to be folded on my bed. Wrapped in a blanket, I reached for my computer and called my grandparents on Skype. I thought … Continue reading A Trip To The Past – An inteview of my grandparents- by Noa Bar, Israel

Unforgettable memory of Aleppo by Marwa Boustaji

What I'm about to say happened in Aleppo-Syria in 2006, when I was a child. I used to always play in our garden, right  around from the pond, and I tried to always see the top point of the water fountain. One day, my mom told me to get ready to go on a trip … Continue reading Unforgettable memory of Aleppo by Marwa Boustaji