• Humanity

    The Immigrant Perspective: A Tale of Resilience

    Immigrants crossing the horizon with the sun setting in the back

    I was four years old then. Yet I still vividly remember feeling the ground shake beneath me, the windows shattering during every air strike hitting our area, leaving our house barren and unrepaired. I knew beyond doubt that we would be under the rubble any time soon, buried with the memories and dreams of a life that once was.

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