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Letters to the world from Ritsona “No.25”

Posted on September 22, 2021 by Parwana Amiri

Who will be the next one? Here in Ritsona, you cannot trust others easily. In fact, you should not do so. To share little and listen carefully seems to be the easiest way to stay safe. You find few people who are honest with you, who can love you and feel your wounds, willing to … Continue reading Letters to the world from Ritsona “No.25” → Continue reading →

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Letters to the world from Ritsona(N.23)

Posted on August 22, 2021 by Parwana Amiri

Give me back my microphone!! Our voice must be heard When I received the video from one of the inhabitants of the Schisto Camp, which presented the suicide of one person there, I decided to not let this “murder” be kept away from the public eye, as so many tragedies had been kept before. I … Continue reading Letters to the world from Ritsona(N.23) → Continue reading →

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Letters to the world from Ritsona (No.21)

Posted on July 6, 2021 by Parwana Amiri

To the world politicians – a letter waiting for an answer My name is Parwana Amiri. I am currently living in Ritsona camp with 3000 more people, hundreds of whom are young girls, like me. I am writing to you, not because I trust or believe you, but because I must give voice to many … Continue reading Letters to the world from Ritsona (No.21) → Continue reading →

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letters to the world from Ritsona (No.20)

Posted on May 4, 2021 by Parwana Amiri

We need bridges that connect, not the walls that separate A few days ago, I woke up as usual and got ready to go to my class. As I walked along, I noticed some bulldozers and many workers working by the back gate, constructing something. They had already laid down some long, red metal rods. … Continue reading letters to the world from Ritsona (No.20) → Continue reading →

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Letters to the world from Ritsona(No.19)

Posted on March 13, 2021 by Parwana Amiri

”Who is a refugee?” A refugee is someone who, once, had a normal life, a home for his  family, a school for his children, a hospital. He enjoyed respect and dignity. He had friends, relatives and basic humans rights. He had dreams, hopes, plans for the future. What he did not have was safety. That … Continue reading Letters to the world from Ritsona(No.19) → Continue reading →

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Letters to the world from Ritsona (No.18)

Posted on February 13, 2021 by Parwana Amiri

”Would you stay silent?” If you would be one of us, here in Ritsona camp, far from the town, isolated, without access to any decent services that would cater to your basic needs, would you remain silent? Would you stay silent if your children wasted away, idle, with no schooling or learning? If you were … Continue reading Letters to the world from Ritsona (No.18) → Continue reading →

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1000 stories and dreams from Ritsona (No.4)

Posted on January 19, 2021 by Parwana Amiri

”Disabillity does not kill dreams” After a bomb attack, in the city of Herat, Afghanistan, which injured my leg terribly, I went to Iran. The doctors there wanted to amputate my leg. Luckily for me, there were some American doctors who did not agree and only operated on it. For five months after the operation, … Continue reading 1000 stories and dreams from Ritsona (No.4) → Continue reading →

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Letters to the world from Ritsona (No.17)

Posted on January 9, 2021 by Parwana Amiri

”My dear parents ,this money is my right” I am a girl in need of certain necessities and to have them, I don’t want to be in bondage of pieces of papers called “money”. When my rights get stifled by the people around me, I can fight for them, especially if I have the support … Continue reading Letters to the world from Ritsona (No.17) → Continue reading →

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1000 stories and dreams from Ritsona (No.3)

Posted on January 4, 2021 by Parwana Amiri

“Story of a bitter past, a lost present and an unclear future”  In Afghanistan: I got married when I was 12. No one asked my consent. In our village, Katshod, Ghirij, what is most important is not the girl’s desire, but only the price that her marriage can obtain. My husband who was 20 years … Continue reading 1000 stories and dreams from Ritsona (No.3) → Continue reading →

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Letters to the world from Ritsona(No.16)

Posted on December 19, 2020 by Parwana Amiri

”My world is farming” When my wife and I immigrated to Iran, the Iranian government threatened us with deportation. That was exactly the moment we discoverd that my wife was pregnant and it was then that we started praying for a miracle. My youth had been poisoned by discrimination. The mere idea that my child … Continue reading Letters to the world from Ritsona(No.16) → Continue reading →

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