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Written by Muhammad Ali
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Wednesday, 25 August 2010 08:00 |
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When floods washed away Chakdara Bridge—Lower Dir’s main connection with the rest of Pakistan—it cut a vital link to health services for people in the region at a time when they were more important than ever.
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Written by Rabia Ahmed
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Wednesday, 25 August 2010 00:00 |
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A few hours ago, I found my father sitting at the dinner table, counting. When I asked, what he was counting, he mutedly replied “Bete, during this week, 63 years ago, my family crossed the border to Pakistan.” I had heard this story hundreds of times before, from my grandmother, my uncle, but usually from my dad. It was a journey etched into his mind, into his bones. It was the story of eating neem plants and walking – lots of walking- along a path to the new world, leaving everything behind for hopes of a peaceful tomorrow.
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Written by Roxanne Wieman
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Wednesday, 11 August 2010 09:15 |
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Life continues for Haiti’s people, albeit it’s a little different than before the earthquake. Seven months later, there are some underlying issues there beyond the basic needs of food, water and shelter. We spoke to Imogen Wall, a humanitarian affairs spokesperson for the UN, about meeting those basic needs as well as fighting gender-based violence, working out land rights issues and avoiding the creation of a culture of dependence.
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Written by RELEVANT
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Wednesday, 11 August 2010 09:10 |
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Until late last week, Wyclef Jean was
primarily known for three things: being one of the co-founders of The
Fugees; releasing The Carnival;
and being a great producer for both
his own albums and other peoples’
songs (you could make the argument
that he’s also known for that
abysmal “We Are the World 2” song for
Haiti, but that would just be
cruel). But on Friday, Jean officially
announced his candidacy for
President of Haiti.
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Written by Curt Devine
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Wednesday, 28 July 2010 08:45 |
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The semester was a blur. John could barely remember the names of the classes he failed and friends he lost. His start at school had been smooth, beginning with a mix of classes, parties, dining halls and dorm rooms—a schedule that quickly dulled into a monotonous routine. Soon, casual socials turned into all-night hangouts, and class periods gave way to movie channels and reruns. Somewhere along the way, his schedule spiraled out of control and wasted time became its only consistency.
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