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Em destaque Breves Histórias

Scars and healing
por Tabitha Rono, Kenya
Seated under the night sky reflecting on the past, I cannot escape the events of the fateful day. Constantly, they replay in my mind. In my eyes, Tears well up. I feel like lying down, never to...


The conversation (Direitos do Trabalho)
por Taiwo Emmanuel Olusola, Nigeria
Professor: The land is flooded; The land is flooded; The land is flooded. Let the inhabitants seek rags, Mop the flood that engulfs to the knees; Squeeze it back into the flood. Tenant:...


The day I became a Mamiwata
por nina, Nigeria
My big brother Iyke landed that hot, Saturday afternoon full of stories and pictures from his overseas travels. We devoured the stories like food. My mother was extremely happy to see her long lost...


Jennifer, la hormiguita
por MullerTime!, Canada
La hormiguita Quebec, Canadá: Hoy vi volar frente a mi un cabello mas rubio que el mÍo, son contadas las ocasiones en que he visto a Jennifer pero invariablemente cada vez que me la topo me...


If it glitters, it comes at a price (HIV/ AIDS)
por Julie, Kenya
This is the story of Rita, a young woman whose life took a turn when she was seventeen years old. Rita was a high school student living in one of the slum areas of Nairobi called City Carton. She...


My first trip to Pakistan
por Anum Khan, Pakistan
My first visit to Pakistan (May-June 2008) As I scramble to get ready for my sister’s friends’ wedding ceremony, the lights go out. “Shoot, I only put on mascara on one of my eyelids.”...


Ghetto Story: Leroy's Story (Essência do Abuso)
por Shawna-Kay Williams, Jamaica
Leroy, at first glance, seems to live the life of an average 17-year old. He is dark, good-looking and smiles with a deep dimple planted in his left cheek. He has the look of any teenage girl’s...


In the Vanguard of Greed
por Saintmoses Eromosele, Nigeria
SCENE ONE {A bar. Three young men are sitting in the bar, drinking palm wine and playing draughts. As the lights beam onto the stage, Wole is heard shouting in protest, while the other two roar...


The rain, the storm and the Violin Man
por dan akinlolu, South Africa
The first time Greg heard the mysterious music it was a Monday morning, about 6: 30 am. The kind of Monday morning when the drizzle fell rapidly, so much so that one would be tempted to remain...


The memoirs of a dying star: Part 1 (Aprendizado Informa/ Experimental)
por Samuel
As I lie here wondering what life holds for me, it dawns on me that my life might be just a little bit more than I imagined. It is amazing, isn’t it? To know that I lived so many years walking...


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