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Volume 16, No. 13 - March 1, 2010

-- Journals --


By Zach Brokenrope in BOSTON, Mass., U.S.A.  – never thought I’d make it to 20 years old.

I don’t really know why, but when I was younger I always felt like 20 was impossibly old. That is, of course, the wise position of a 13-year-old.

I woke up on the last day of my teen years much like any other day.

Sunlight filled my dorm room and I could hear my roommate in the shower singing along to his iPod. As usual, my room was messy and the previous night’s clothing was scattered across the room in pieces: a single shoe in one corner, its respective sock wrapped up in my faded blue jeans.

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Since my room gets unbearably hot at night, my bedroom window was open a crack and for a second I closed my eyes again and let the cold Boston air run across the curve of my checks and across my lips. It tasted a bit like steel and dried leaves, the crunchy kind that somehow manage to survive fall and into winter.

On mornings like this, I can’t believe the life that I’m fortunate enough to lead.  Read more





Fun and Games







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                                                                                                                                                     Mehran Shamit/

Showcasing Canada's diversity at York

By Mehran Shamit in Toronto, Canada – Students from different cultural organizations showed off Canada’s diversity as they gathered recently for York University’s annual Multicultural Week.     Read whole story


A genius comes home to Egypt

By Jessica Elsayed in ALEXANDRIA, Egypt – Proud and raggedy, the yellow and black taxi I’m riding in speeds by the very place an Egyptian-born Nobel Prize winner Ahmed Zewail spent his early years aspiring to go farther than any humble Alexandria University student ever had before.

Captured by the mere excitement of seeing Zewail in flesh and bones, I knew the taxi driver sensed my enthusiasm as I repeatedly looked out the window, then hurriedly scratched these comments.

When I told my friends I was going to see him, they laughed and said, “You can barely pass chemistry class.”

The truth is, I am not captivated by Zewail’s chemical genius, but by his pure intellect and simple yet dense theories on the world, by his success in breaking through in a place where only people with powerful connections and money can succeed and most of all, by his belief that all of us have the potential to make something of ourselves.  Read whole story

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