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I am one person, you are one person but together we can move mountains
We need to stop discriminating, it will not help solve the Coronavirus. We need to come together as country, as a nation and as the world. We need to unite in order to conquer COVID-19. Please watch the video using the link the following link: https://www.instagram.com/tv/B-mq7lkna5g/?igshid=1dm0vadiex5db
To the, Tunisian dreams, scraper… (part 2)
*** A gun to the eye brought a tear to the heart and took the life of my dearest sister. O thou who brought pain to suffice her spleen. If the life was not convenient for you, from the beginning, of your mania you equipped yourself, to return my sun, to me darling, so blackened. A last step towards life? Spread out for a last moment, to breathe this air? Smile at life one last time? My so utopian hope, did not make possible the vision of my fathers. In the media, the charge touched them, one with the other, intent upon misfortune. What seemed to be such a wonderful day was not so wonderful now...
Might not have meant it
Every drop that falls down paints the bathroom floor red You might not have meant it, but they ended up dead. Each thought you spoke aloud, weighed heavy on their heart Unbeknownst to you it started tearing them apart. You've always made these jokes, but never thought of what could come If all the hate you spread around, finally turns their hearts numb. You keep spouting out your words and believe that they'll be fine To then suddenly seem surprised when you've pushed them over the line. Oh no it was only a joke, they took it the wrong way I didn't really mean when I told them that they should...
The Shattered Happily Ever After
At the age of 19, Malak got married. At that young age, she probably thought that she had found the love of her life – a man who would protect her, support her, and help her achieve her dreams. She probably thought that she had found her happily ever after. However, it did not take long for that dream to be shattered. A year after her marriage, Malak set herself on fire, as a result of the continuous abuse and violence inflicted by her husband and his family. Some sources report that it was Malak's husband who has set her on fire, while others say she decided to end her own life. Regardless of...
What you are not being told about the George Floyd protests
At first, I was reluctant to write an article about the current issue of the George Floyd protests, because I thought I was not informed enough to have an opinion. I therefore paid extreme attention to the unfolding events and what different activists and people at the fore front of these protests had to say and I was able to see what the media is missing yet is very important. First of all, the media is tainting the protests as violence filled protests. Which is not entirely the case and it is very disturbing that this is what the media is focusing on. Are they looting? Yes. Are they damaging...
#HateIsAVirus
Xenophobia and racism to the Asian community have increased massively since the start of the pandemic, causing misleading accusations to have triggered despicable actions that exceed humanity. In a world that is filled with so many beautiful cultures and races, it is devastating that some are overlooked and not accepted. Change is a basic principle that was supposed to happen centuries ago, now it is mandatory for it to be a lifestyle - normalized throughout the whole circumference of the planet. Every race is a piece of art, a formidable museum that will allow entrances once the visitors are...
End violence!
It's sad to realize that quarantine has increased the violence worldwide. It's shocking to know that somebody is suffering now. It's unfair. Nobody deserves to live in fear. Please, don't break children and their lives into pieces. Don't destroy their future and the future of humanity.
Families Affected by Civil War
Recently, I read the book 'The Bite of the Mango' by Mariatu Kamara. This book is about the civil war of Sierra Leone that happened from 1991-2002. The author, Mariatu Kamara writes about her own life and the experience of having her arms cut off, thinking her family is dead, and then she has a baby, then her baby dies. A sponsor brings her to Canada, where she learns english and graduates from school and college. Then a few years later, the president of Sierra Leone wants to meet her so she goes back, sees her family, meets the president, returns to Canada and writes this book. I had some...
We Are Different
Angie Thomas said, “People like us in situations like this become hashtags, But they rarely get justice.” We are different. Yeah, that may be true, But let us review What we have gone through. Every other day I see on the news display How a black got beaten Or may have passed away. I find it funny How others thinks it’s okay Now tell me, if it was you You would make a case. Not too long ago, It happened again Someone was murdered Because of their melanin. Everyone is praying for this to end But here we are with another trend. A death is starting a movement, Since there is a lot of room left...
WWIII
War “A state of usually open and declared armed hostile conflict between states or nations”. So why does it feel as though I am living through World War Three? Crisis Brings out the true colors of a person We are Black and White Best and Worst Are our true colors War Is painting gray War Is when these two sides of us fight Whether it be against each other Or ourselves. Crisis Is the key out of the jail that hides our selfishness The bars that once contained it have crumbled Our selfishness will become the bullets that kill And that make a war a War We are fighting ourselves.
Living with Continuous Traumatic Stress in South Africa
I have lived in my current family home all my life. It’s in a moderate neighborhood with mostly average income and elderly families. But we are constantly being preyed on with regards to armed robberies and hijackings - this is true for many areas in SA. I would think in 17 years, we have had over 20 incidents. Yes, seriously. Car theft, armed robberies, hijackings, this has instilled a sense of hyper vigilance within every member of our household. My mom compares it to a soldier experiencing war that any noise or sound might trigger her into a past traumatic experience. The thing is...
My DNA Does Not Define Me
”But I thought that all the Asians carried the coronavirus in their DNA.” My blood froze. I blinked. It felt like the world had froze in that moment. I didn’t want believe that those kind of words could come out of a little girl so tiny and young. I couldn’t. she was only a couple years old, yet already absorbing the influences of those around her, of those ignorant enough to spread misinformation about the coronavirus. “They’re here to spread the corona.” “Stay away from those people, okay? All Chinese people have the corona.” “Corona, it’s in their genes. They’re all carriers for the disease...
Mental Abuse
Abuse of any form isn't acceptable and is equally awful. But usually, emotional or mental abuse goes unnoticed. Scars are visible in the case of physical abuse and the level of the pain can be assumed on the basis of the depth of the wound. Although that too doesn't give any justice to the victim but at least we get to know that something bad has happened, which cannot be known in the case of mental abuse. Often mental abuse is neglected for not having visible scars. Those scars gets piled up inside the victim's mind which often releases in the form of self harm, self doubt, overthinking...
waiting for that day.
Personally, every single time I leave my house; whether it is to go into town, to college, for a run or just to go to a party, one thing always crosses my mind- is what I'm wearing too 'risky'? I don't use the term 'risky' in the context of is this too 'outgoing'? - I wish I did! instead, I am constantly concerned to whether I will be sexualised or objectified in any outfit I decide to wear, whether its a dress, a skirt, shorts or even skinny jeans. And that scares me... so much. I have been raised in a society where it is your clothing that determines your consent, your clothing is a symbol...
The Tongue
I am appalled and don’t ask me why Why I feel for the girl that was raped, mutilated, murdered and then her body destroyed like some unwanted object Why I feel for safety and security of every girl in the country, every day, everyplace at all hours of day Why am I affected by the news of some random girl being tortured in a far away remote village, while enjoying my privileged life in big city How do I feel the pain that she and numerous other women go through in their life for the sole reason that they were born that way Why do I feel my tongue is cut and spine broken, body mutilated when in...
Yes! It Is Us.
Many people who consider themselves more mature than us (young people), and label us only children who do not know anything. I want to tell a little story, i have ever expressed some opinions to people who are older than me and most of them just think of my opinion as little child babble or don't think of it at all. You know, after you (the person who ignores my opinion) I never dared to give an opinion again, before I read the article on "how to give an opinion", the article made me dare to give an opinion again (it can be considered as mental-healing). Actually, i am so mad in my heart...
Meet the youth speaking up for peace
Now more than ever, building back better should focus on the power of education for peace
Redefining Sexual Standards: Why Consent is Not Enough
I didn’t realize my sexual belief was different from others until I went to America. As a Christian, I firmly believed that people shouldn’t have sex before marriage. However, in western society, such a notion has become outdated as sexual revolutions since the 1960s gradually dissolved boundaries in gender relations. Therefore, as someone “from the last century,” quote courtesy of my friends, I became a deviant in this open world. Although I object to premarital sex, this is not my purpose in writing this essay. Instead, I am trying to argue here that since our sexual identities are so...