Our Stories

Cultivating Hope

From Sami, the Gardener Hi there everyone, this is Sami the Gardener. As we are now in the last month of the year I wanted to share a...

Keys

From Kajen, Computer Science teacher “When I see a finger on the keyboard, I see a key not a finger or a hand. I see a key to unlocking...

Building Legacy

The act of Giving Back to our community is an important part of the healing and restoration process. Two years ago no student would...

Horses for Hope Progress Report

The first floor roof of the stable is in place. We have to wait ten days until it can be cemented. Meanwhile we go up to the mountains to...

Sunrise in Boston

As I chat with my friend Debra, the Rebbetzin from Boston I realize that here is a lady who is not afraid of the dark. I think back to my...

My Village

I am often asked about Shariya village itself, about its history, its culture and flavor. Pertinent questions, ones which provide the...

The Horse and His Rider

There are days when something beyond our limited human comprehension transpires. When within the course of a few hours, lives forever...

Harbi's New Home

This has been an emotional week, one that has left us in awe and wonder of the journey that we are being allowed to pursue here in an off...

Lessons Learned

I will never forget the day I met Noori. He was one of too many psychologists I was interviewing. Each one was what I call, “copy paste”,...

I Have a Dream

“I loved my childhood. I grew up with my family in Tel Azer, where my father had a small supermarket for grocery supplies. I loved...

Miss Sue

We have a family update this week. Recently our beloved ESL teacher, Miss Sue, became sick. "Her girls" as they are known both to us and...

My Window

The great fire of Shariya Camp broke out during the Friday afternoon siesta time on June 4th. It took two months until those displaced...