as we painted altogether this huge paper
the small kids with green hands
lots of hearts with arabic names in it
"love russia"
and
"love for all, hatred for none"
yes, it sounds hippie and we don´t care
big handclapping when we hang it up in the café of the
asylum seekers centre
the men from syria started to sing so beautifully in the night
and we gathered all around dancing and clapping
man, how i loved it
the girl from the states has spend the whole evening talking to the old lady who recently fled from Iraq, it seemed to be good for both
the russian workcamp participants hanging out a lot with the young people from tschetschenia,
and we are just standing here and it feels like a dream coming true
I feel at place in the middle of all these amazing people,
and it seems like the majority has this experience too
"when you guys are here, i don´t care about what has happened in the past
and don´t worry about the future, I just live in this moment"
i just feel gratitude, that we can give each other these moments
week two to go
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