The following poem, We Shoot Children Too, Don’t We, was written by Dan Almagor in 1989 as a response to the violence occurring during the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, particularly the First Intifada. The first Intifada occurred after the initial occupation of[…]
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The Thousand Splendid Suns Between Our Souls
“Laila watches Mariam glue strands of yarn onto her doll’s head. In a few years, this little girl will be a woman who will make small demands on life, who will never burden others,[…]
Ted Talk: Heir to a Garden Heart
part 1: (child) When I was a child, my favorite flowers were tulipa tardas, these tiny pale yellow star-shaped blossoms. In the spring, they are the first to bloom and the first to die,[…]
Que Deseo Poder Explicar: Spanish Civil War Seminar
Spanish Civil War: Cultural, Rhetoric, and Poetry Seminar The poem below is a personal response emulation to the Poem “I Explain A Few Things” by Pablo Neruda who happened to be our poet of choice[…]
Greyscale
What do these texts suggest about the ways in which individuals take responsibility for themselves or others? (Polished Personal) Responding to William Klein’s 1955 photograph with connections based on creating a story for the child[…]
The Art of Flying
When I was little, I used to dream about flying. These dreams were the same, every single time. I would stand on the roof of my bedroom, hands outstretched and trying to catch the gleaming[…]
This Loving
I love you. We’ve all heard these words before. We’ve said them before. We’ve given them out like they were candies wrapped in little blue boxes with silver strings, we’ve imagined them into our[…]
Teddy Bear – Personal Response To The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost
Trigger warning. My personal response is on child abuse. Child abuse is more than bruises and broken bones – while physical abuse might be the most visible, emotional abuse and neglect also leave deep, lasting[…]
The Blessings Only A Mother Can Provide
(*Just a note, my father has also been a large role in my life and is equal to my mother in terms of positive influence on my life. I just wanted to write about my[…]
The School of Light
Jambo! Habari Gani? Mzuri? Mzuri! And that was it. My level of competency in Swahili reached a grand level of four words. And that’s where verbal communication ended. I didn’t literally comprehend what the children[…]