Warm Hearts and Hard Starts: A Reflection for World Refugee Day

At the end of the class, as I gathered my leaves and said goodbye to the students, my partner took one of my leaves—my favorite of the three—and then took my hand, looked in my eyes and smiled. When she let go, one of her beautiful leaves was in my hand. A way to remember each other, a symbol of solidarity, an icon of her warm heart and the hard start she was overcoming.
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Remembering the Border

BY ANNA FERGUSON | April 17, 2014 My alarm buzzes, I roll out of bed, stretch as my feet hit the floor and I open the shades. Sunshine and a pang of longing greet me. I flash back to a memory already three weeks old: Waking up in sunny El…

Journalism for Justice

Anna Ferguson writes reflects on the power of journalism.