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Red Carpet Welcome

“Is that my name people are calling out?” Anyango looked around and saw people standing and clapping looking at her.” She was dumbfounded; it took a few seconds to register. It was her name they were calling. Why were all these people clapping? She looked around her seeing familiar faces, she stood and froze. Could

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The Power of Simplicity

One of most powerful stories I have read in the past few years is Khaled Hosseini’s,  A Thousand Splendid Suns. What drew me the most to it was the sensory experience of the read. I could feel myself in the room with the characters; I could see myself walking on the streets of Kabul and

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Lest We Forget

Sukuta sat on the ground head bobbing between his spread legs. His right arm rested on his right knee wielding a machete with crimson blood steadily dripping on to the dust near his feet. His son passed out on his lap, his face pale and dirty, his mouth dry and ashy, is arms and legs



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