refugee

Memoir· — 51 years ago, my father, an ambitious software engineer, was born. From this day on, he continues to work hard and develop new algorithms for software. Countless days go on...

Memoir· — I walked down stairs to see my dad pacing in the kitchen while on a phone call with the vet. His eyebrows were furrowed as he talked about rabies. Finally,...

Memoir· — At a very young age, my life changed. When I was 3, I moved to Florence, Italy because my parents wanted me to be bilingual, and that wasn’t the only...

Memoir· — Everyone has a different experience with their family. Sometimes it’s a positive experience that leaves you with good memories, sometimes it’s a bad experience that leaves you with irreversible scars,...

Memoir· — I woke up earlier that morning, preparing myself to go to school. Into the school compound, I started marching to my classroom and while standing at the classroom’s door, I...

Memoir· — It was a cloudy afternoon at around 2:30pm at school when I decided to call up one of  my classmates for a short interview. We sat opposite to each other...

Curriculum· — For this piece of writing, students practiced their observational skills. Students were instructed to to do the following: Choose a place in your home, neighborhood or surrounding area where you...

Memoir· — I just took my small moment to observe how beautiful our world is and to be grateful to the creator who did all this. I took my backpack, my yoga...

Memoir· — When I was in my country which is DRC. One day my parents, my brothers and sisters and me went for a holiday. We went in a village called Rethy....

Memoir· — I was in boarding school by then, and as a boarding students we had times for personal revision and they were called preps and winters. Preps started from 7:30pm to...