For all my life, I have never been more proud of anything than being able to call myself a Syrian. Over the last nine years though, pride has taken on a whole new meaning. In March of 2011, the world watched as Syria began to crumble when protesters took to the streets amidst the Arab…

It was 2009 and the first time I had been to Accra, Ghana since I was three. My mom, a flight attendant of 40 years, had been regularly going back to her hometown, but now that I was a teenager, this particular trip would serve as my very own informal debut. My cousin’s wedding set…

Here is how I first learned about the nonprofit industrial complex, in a story proving that embarrassing moments can sometimes lead to satisfying memories.  ​In April 2018, I was a development fellow assisting in grant writing and fundraising at the New York Immigration Coalition (NYIC) in Manhattan – one of the leading immigrant rights nonprofits in New…