“If I had to choose between my diploma or my falcon I would choose my falcon. I have a master degree but it has never given me any opportunity. My bird, his name Massaoud has given a me a life. Thanks to him I can feed my children. For the past 18 years, we are here, waiting for tourist who want to take a picture with Massaoud. My father, who was also working with falcons taught me to take good care of animals. Some people with the same job, they clip their bird’s wings which means their bird is no longer able to fly. I would never do that to Massaoud. Clipping his wings is like stealing his identity. I treat him like he is my child. Every night, when we come home after a long day I let him free. He deserves to be happy.”
(Sidi Bou Said, Tunis)

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