I sit wrapping gifts as our team makes calls to the displaced people from the south. What’s the question? Have you returned to your home? If not, how are you…
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A shiver runs through me as I swing my legs out of bed into the cold winter air. The smell of rain is evident after the stormy night. I get…
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There are only moments of silence at the center now in between the rotation of people coming and going. Displaced families from the south coming in to register, while at the…
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I sit in the middle of the madness. On one side the head cook is giving orders to the team cooking. I can hear the sound of knives on cutting…
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The past week in Lebanon has been intense, with Israeli attacks marking an escalation in the conflict between Israel and Hezbollah, the militant group based in southern Lebanon. The airstrikes,…
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The teachers are there, the rooms are ready, and the excited anxiety hangs in the air as the first bus full of children rolls in. The silence is broken by…
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Heavy breathing and sweaty faces lined up ready to go back to the air- conditioned center. They were sweaty but they were smiling. This was the last couple days of…
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Small gentle taps on the glass are heard followed by a wave and a big smile from the child behind the door as he met the teacher’s eyes. The teacher…
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There was grinning across the faces of the graduates as they put on the cap and gowns. After the hours and hours of late studies and practice tests. One month…
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There is an overload of the senses as the preparations began for the day. The heat from the sun on our skin, the smell of coals from the barbecue, and…
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A thick heavy cloud of fear hangs in the air like the growing humidity as Lebanon moves into the summer. The Syrian refugees have closed themselves in their homes only…
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The laughter and chatter of the children died immediately when they rounded the corner and saw the black ground. Flat. The entire camp was gone and there were only pieces…
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From the eyes of a child…The sound of excited chatting with the twinkling of the Christmas tree met me as I came in for the first day of camp. I…
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