By: Wafa Arouri Farah arrived a little late that day to the training hall at Watan Media Network in Ramallah. I was the trainer at the time, and as always, Farah’s smile filled her face—true to her name, joy in

By: Wafa Arouri My first school day was in first grade. As the eldest daughter in my family, it was customary for an older cousin to take responsibility for walking her younger cousin to school and bringing her back safely.

By: Wafa Arouri Fairuz’s voice accompanies me every morning on the way from home to work. I know most of her songs by heart, and I enjoy singing along with her. Every time I reach the top of the hill