I want to …
… stay at my current job for a while, maybe 6 months, maybe a year.
… improve my Arabic.
… go abroad for at least 3 months (as an activist & photojournalist).
… find a new job when I come back …
… in Graz, preferably.
There are still many questions open about the realization, but this sounds like a plan somehow.
If you don’t care about the future
And it’s easy to smile
If you don’t care about the truth
Does NPR ever offer positions to highschool students?
No. Here’s my advice for you, if you’re in high school: Don’t worry about your job or career at this point. Try as many things as possible. If you want to make radio, make radio. If you want to join a band, join a band. Be curious, be open, don’t be locked in. Take a job to make some money but don’t worry about what it is. I worked in a swim club and read books for a summer. It was fun.
There’s enough time to think about this stuff later. Life is not a resume; a resume is not a life.
Eleven year-old Alaa lost her 7-months pregnant mother along with her brother and another 8 of her family members in the recent Rafah massacre.
Alaa was urgently transferred from Gaza to Jerusalem for treatment but doctors are deeply concerned about her recovery were Alaa to find out about the fate of her mother whom she continuous to ask about.
Alaa had been told that her mother is receiving medical care in Egypt but she will soon be told the devastating truth.
After a while , she was told that her pregnant mother, and her 3 -year old brother were killed in Rafah Massacre.
This sensitive girl is seeing every picture and I’m reading every message you sent for her.. she smiles, she tears and wants to read more.
What do you want to tell Alaa ? (Tarek Bakri talking who started the campaign)
This makes me so unbelievably sad.
Dan Halutz -an Israeli Air Force Lt. General: When the reporter asked him about the feelings of a pilot and what he feels when he drops a bomb.
I’ve always wondered what that “other part of the story” feels , what does the killer feel and when I read this now I just feel more and more angry.
I’ll never tell my mother anything of my plans or ideas anymore when all she does is telling me what I can not do.
I’m going to start taking antidepressants again soon because I’d rather die than go on living like this (literally).