Sounds of Utopia
The educational system has left an inheritance of "spare the rod, spoil the child." Values
The educational system has left an inheritance of "spare the rod, spoil the child." Values
She introduced herself to me and gave me knowledge everytime my plans failed while doing something
Displacement for the fifth time, at least, was different.
I miss those sessions and evenings we organized with the writing team affiliated with the institution where I worked as a creative writing trainer. The team organized a musical event every three months or so.
Next to me, in the same school room where I sleep, separated from my uncle's wife by a curtain, she and her daughter sleep. All night, she wakes up saying, "Go away, go away," referring to the mosquito.
I ask myself what sin I committed for all this death to chase us so gruesomely. My friends in Rafah also do not know where to go; many of them are on the streets without shelter. Everyone here has their dreams crushed like bones under the impact of rockets.