I DON’T know what to say about Gaza. I find myself at a loss for words regarding this conflict. It’s why I’ve refrained from writing about it recently.
ONE of my earliest memories of middle school, at age 10, involves one of the first friends
I HAVE always been intrigued by the strong attachment the British have to the NHS ...
DO you want to read a funny story? It is about me, who came here thinking: “Ah, finally, I’m in Scotland. What a rational, sensible country ..."
IMAGINE a spinning wheel, like a merry-go-round, with people inside. Those in the middle are relatively safe and secure, while others cling to the outer edge, struggling to hold on.
THIS General Election campaign seems to be spiralling into a chaotic spectacle of sensationalism and absurdity. I can’t wait for it
HAVE you ever noticed how conversations take a really unsettling turn when someone starts with “I’m not racist, but...”? It is as if they think saying that gives them a free pass to say something totally unacceptable.
WHAT can I see on the horizon? Could it be ... positive news? It’s been a while and I’m genuinely proud and thrilled that it is coming from France. I haven’t had many occasions these past few years of being proud of my country.
THE UK seems to excel in policies that harm itself, and the latest example is the ban on migrant families being together. Despite existing challenges, the UK appears determined to exacerbate its own problems. The latest self-inflicted wound? Banning migrant families from staying together.
LIVING in the UK comes with its fair share of head-scratching moments for me...
