“About a week ago a man came running into the kitchen. He told one of the refugees, who also works as a volunteer that his nephew had a fever and was talking as if he was drunk. Together we went to their tent. When we arrived it was even worse than we expected. He was covered in sweat. He was hallucinating and kept seeing his sister being shot right in front of his eyes. Something he experienced in real life. My friend gave him a pill and we didn’t leave his side for second. We stayed until 6 in the morning and their family kept making tea and chocolate milk for us. I was the only one who didn’t speak Kurdish but when the boy recovered we didn’t need words to tell each other how relieved we were. Sometimes these are situations we are dealing with here in the jungle. On the other hand we also get to experience beautiful things, Such as during my first night in the camp. I was sleeping in the kitchen when I met a young Kurdish boy from Iraq. He told me that he used to play the guitar. We had a guitar so I asked him to play a song. He turned out to be an extremely good guitarist. Before we knew it, everyone around me was singing Kurdish songs together. It was beautiful. Those moments are so precious to me.” 2/2 (Dunkirk)
3/3 “I always wanted to learn how to play basketball so I googled: How to play basketball? in Arabic. I only got English search results so that is when I realized I needed to learn English. Since I only had an education until the age of 9, a lot of basic things like...