Omar is a 32 years old male refugee from Kobbaijep- Syria. He moved to Canada a year ago under the asylum program. His story started 9 years ago when he started his bachelor degree in music at the University of Damascus. His first year was “hell” as he described it. People didn’t like the way … Continue reading Refugee Pride by Houcem, Tunisia
It all started in 2010, I was sitting next to my parents drawing something until I stopped and watched TV! It was the first time of my life when I was afraid, it was the Arab spring where all the world started fighting, countries and societies were destroying each other and the most horrible thing … Continue reading I’m a refugee by Ikram Laimeche, Algeria
GERMANY — When patriotism and self-identification as a refugee become obstacles to a new way of life, would it be time to make the important step from refugee to immigrant...
My story starts as every other story does as a calm, sunny day, I can still clearly remember that date and to be frank, who doesn't in Syria!! It was 16.12.2012 when I was at school and I received an urgent phone call from a friend warning me and said: "Don't go back home today, … Continue reading War changed my life by Motasem Arisheh, Syria
At the end of Autumn 2015, I was on the Turkish-Bulgarian border with 5 other young Syrians, whom I had met in the alleys and cafes of Istanbul while we were all searching for smugglers to take us to Europe. We became companions of the trail, but we weren’t sure we had much in common. … Continue reading Exile by Behzad Miran, Syria (Arabic follows English)
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
There are some moments in life that remain etched in the memory and we re-live the same emotions when we bring back those memories. In regards to the story I’m going to tell you, I still tremble whenever I mention it. We are in 2015 in Lomé, the Togolese capital. The atmosphere is tense. Gnassingbe’s … Continue reading “Where are the men, speak or I’kill you!” by Alexandrine, Burkina Faso