My knowledge about the Holocaust mostly comes from my 77 year-old grandmother who talks now and then about what she remembers and what her dad told told her. I read about Holocaust survivors. I also read about concentration camps and prisoners if I I feel I can handle it. Saying these stories are touching would … Continue reading Walking through the Holocaust Memorial by Noorjahan Jemaa
When I was a child, I had a dream to go to France. I was simply in love with the country’s culture, food, and architecture, due to my direct contact with family members and friends who lived there. That’s why I was determined to work hard at school, and right after obtaining my baccalaureate degree, … Continue reading The feeling of guilt by Khadija Amahal, Morocco
MOROCCO — It is through the observation of everyday Moroccan life that is full of cultural diversity, rich in terms of physiological, social and ideological differences that I was able to sharpen my gaze.
MOROCCO — On one Sunday morning, my father left very early to play his sport. My mother left the house too because she was enrolled in a training program. On her way, she used to take my little brother, who was then 9 years old, to a Sunday school. I woke up to my sister’s loud voice asking me what I was cooking and forgot in the oven. I was very shocked because I thought my sister was the one cooking in the kitchen and burnt what she was cooking. The smell was very bad...
MOROCCO — It does not matter where you are from, it does not matter if you are young or old, black or white or yellow or red, rich or poor, healthy or disabled, it does not matter what your religion is… we are all human beings, we want and we deserve to live in peace and happiness. We have to honor the dignity of each one of us!!