Here is the thing my friends…
How do you tell your child that his skin color might be the most important hurdle facing his future?
How do you inform your child that the religious background of her parents might send her to hell on this earth?
How do you explain to your child that many of the smiles that he encounters every day might later prove to be masks worn by hateful beings, bent on destroying everything beautiful in his life?
How do you say to your child that she sleeps hungry because some in the world think that they are entitled to neither share nor even care?
How do you let your child know that her female body is her biggest burden in a patriarchal order that sees women as inferior beings?
How do you justify to your child that the gender of the person with whom he falls in love might endanger his existence?
How do you approach your child about the havoc that a natural disaster or a sudden disease can create in her fragile world?
How do you tell your kids that they might, one day, lose their lives while innocently playing soccer on the beach or flying a kite in the neighborhood?
How do we tell our children that this world can be extremely ugly?
How do we tell our children that we are often helpless?
Silence has never been more golden… nor cheaper.
كل صباح اطرح السؤال: كيف يسير العالم؟
واش نعمل؟ واش المعمول؟
“Every morning, I ask myself a question: how does the world work?
What can I do? What is there to be done?”