20. 12. 2015
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My Bracelet

By Loulou When I was a young girl in Damascus, when everything seemed possible, I was told going to school and completing my education would be the most valuable thing I could do....

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28. 11. 2015
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Craving Broasted

By Daniela Nofal Not a single day goes by without something triggering a thought about Syria, my home or my childhood. Today, despite being a vegetarian for two years now, the trigger was...

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19. 09. 2015
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The Keys To My Home

By Rasha Faek I used to complain about my father’s repeated requests that I take my key with me every time I wanted to go out. “My handbag is very small,” was my...

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14. 04. 2015
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A Soul to Remember

By ‘The Phoenix’ 28 November 2010. That was the day I packed my bags, said goodbye to my city and headed for Damascus. I contemplated the road through the car window and planned for...

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26. 03. 2015
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My Bicycle

By Iman Albuhturuy Translation: Samer Khoury My bicycle is my saviour. It offers pleasure, vitality. It has given me self assurance.  Riding it is always a new experience. One day I am an ordinary girl...

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05. 01. 2015
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Thursday, 9 o’clock

By Khaled Alesmael Old Damascus. It’s the heart of the city, and in the heart of everyone who has visited it. It is in my dreams. It is my love. I care about its...

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02. 11. 2014
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My Basketball Kit

By Salah Hamwi Everything started when I was ten years old.  By that time I was already 170cm (5’6 feet) tall. My mum kept asking me to play basketball for two reasons. She...

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29. 10. 2014
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Waiting

By Rana Abdul Fattah “I pray every day for the souls of the dead and I read the Quran every morning, but something is wrong with my heart.” The woman speaking is a mother of...

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16. 10. 2014
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Morning Meditation

By Nazdar Youssef Some of my most beautiful memories are of a short walk through the alleyways of Bab Sharqi (Old Damascus Eastern Gate) on the way to my hospital shift. It led...

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07. 09. 2014
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Micro Ride

  By Dima Mekdad When the driver of a London double decker bus stops to let one more running figure on, it always leaves a smile on my face. That such a well-calibrated system still...

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31. 08. 2014
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One word

By Yara Shammaa My voice is filling every hole in the air. Never in my life did I think I had such an ability to scream. It feels as if I have stored...

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23. 02. 2014
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A Beautiful Day in Ma’loula

By Esam Hamzeh It was a very beautiful day when I went to visit the oldest Christian city in the world, in the countryside outside Damascus. That city is Ma’loula. To reach it, I...

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23. 02. 2014
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Seeking the Jasmine Breeze

By Massa Bitar I have lived my whole life, 17 years in Damascus, but for a long time I never realised or sensed the beauty of this place. I never realised the greatness...

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08. 02. 2014
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Moment of Departure

By S. Selka In 2010, Sami said goodbye to his father. He was going to Britain, his second home, with the hope of coming back to the Jasmine City in the summer of...

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