When the distant became the nearby
I do not travel every week to the camps in Greece that are built on the hopes of the people and forgotten by Europe, but I try to ...
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I do not travel every week to the camps in Greece that are built on the hopes of the people and forgotten by Europe, but I try to ...
I still miss Prague and the life I had there. Maybe it was because I had put so much effort to overcome the difficulties I met in ...
My observations illustrate the overall feeling – and not only mine – of an absolute lack of information, confusion over its source...
Impressed by the Czechs’ volunteerism, fascinated by their effective organisation, surprised by the refugees’ calmness, and please...
I helped in a refugee camp, I volunteered in an NGO, I met with hundreds of refugees, I cooperated with dozens of volunteers. Here...
In the middle of the field, encircled by police tape, over one thousand people are shaking with cold, illuminated by the flickerin...
I mixed directly with the refugees to ask about their destinies when traveling across borders, attempting to capture their authent...
We again set out to help refugees in the Balkans just as we did last winter. For a week, we worked in two refugee camps, Adaševci ...
Nobody tells me about how mature and humanistic Europe is. I witnessed a legal and informational vacuum, resembling the months aft...
A man can isolate himself from the unhappy destinies of those around him by keeping busy. But suddenly I managed to establish an e...