This story/speech was shared as part of the last assembly for the 2015 outgoing class of the African Leadership…
A Perspective on Civil Wars?
“It is the poor people that suffer”. A lady sat next to me on the metro and was eager…
The Power of Networks in Transnational Activism
How do you connect people of color living in multicultural cities together? Where and how can you start creating communities,…
Stepping into New Cultural Spaces: Djemaa El Fna Rotterdam and Musical belonging
Djemaa El Fna, the most famous square in Morocco attracts thousands of tourists. This time, the square came to the heart of…
Lalla Tahra — A Portrait of my Adoptive Mother
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Saturat-ed – Amina Soulimani
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Visual Tour of Senegal with a Café Touba in my Hands
To Carolina, Matheus, Sasha, Tomoka, Ilyana, Yassine, Ryoto and Takesawa. ありがと ございま I am told that I smell of nostalgia…
Living within Spheres of Linguistic Transitions
Every morning, before I open my eyes, I write Arabic poems in the air with my right hand. I…
Surviving Loss, a Year Later…
I found an email I had sent my dad about four years ago saying: “Dad, The cruellest form of alienation is…
How Social Sciences Gave me New Eyes!
I got asked many times about how my first year of social sciences had gone, especially after the extensive leadership…