At the court house
The first time I entered a Court House, I felt scared and lost. I had in my hand a piece of paper I couldn’t understand I had received the day
Despite its troubles
The first time I entered a Court House, I felt scared and lost. I had in my hand a piece of paper I couldn’t understand I had received the day
Sometimes I feel like I was a grandma telling old tales to her grandchildren over and over again. But there are real stories that happened to me and left a
As a reporter, I had to deal with information about terrorism and, in my case, above all, about the youngsters who were going to be trained to become terrorists. Life
I’m a reporter, and I live in a region that has been hit by an unmerciful terrorist group during decades. The risk was part of my life if I wanted
Recently I wrote a post about my adventures as a reporter related with a terrorist shooting in a gorge. I cannot think in another story to tell you and I’m
When I arrived at the newsroom in the morning, usually there were many people already working. But that particular day the room was almost empty. A lot of my colleagues
Tell us about a conversation you couldn’t help but overhear and wish you hadn’t. It was not properly a conversation, but an exchange between a terrorist and a policeman who
Tell us about a time when you were left on your own, to fend for yourself in an overwhelming situation — on the job, at home, at school. What was