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Letters to the world from Ritsona(N.23)
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
Letter to the world from Ritsona (No.22)
My nails soiled with Earth The sun has not risen yet. I keep one eye close, the other open to check the clock, hoping I could sleep a bit more. No, I must get up. I need to pray and quickly get ready, not to miss the dolmush (small bus). Walking from the house to … Continue reading Letter to the world from Ritsona (No.22) Continue reading
Letters to the world from Ritsona(No.19)
”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
Letters to the world from Ritsona (No.18)
”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