What’s Wrong With My Gender? by Oumaima Fathi, Morocco

When I was a kid, I loved my grandfather’s job. He was a known farmer in the village. I liked the way he planted, how he took care of the farm, and his paramount mission in the family. He was the one in charge of nearly everything, while my grandma and aunts were spending most … Continue reading What’s Wrong With My Gender? by Oumaima Fathi, Morocco

Suspended In The Twilight Zone, by Sharona, Israel.

As the only daughter of Iranian immigrants to the United States, I felt fortunate to grow up in a warm community. In the 1970’s and 1980’s my family from both sides had sacrificed a lot to flee to the U.S., in order to escape persecution from the tight grip of the Iranian regime. My mom … Continue reading Suspended In The Twilight Zone, by Sharona, Israel.

Tribute to Kabylian Women by Belkacem, Algeria (Photo Essay)

A tribute to older Kabylian women, pillars of tradition. The Kabyles are an ethnic subgroup of the Berber people, today still living in Algeria, Tunisia, and Morocco. They are the oldest known people of Northern Africa. The Kabyles speak a Berber dialect, Taqbaylit, which is a language without script. Since eternity, knowledge has been passed on … Continue reading Tribute to Kabylian Women by Belkacem, Algeria (Photo Essay)

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

Youth by Mohammad, Palestine (Photo Essay)

That was the past time and that was the beautiful time. It is the innocence, purity and serenity. When we were children, we calculated the days and years to become senior maturity. When we became bigger we wished to become children again. When we pass the places that carry a lot of memories and stand … Continue reading Youth by Mohammad, Palestine (Photo Essay)