thegoodfilms:

The Baumer

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pulitzercenter:

Nujood Ali was 10 when she fled her abusive, much older husband and took a taxi to the courthouse in Sanaa, Yemen. The girl’s courageous act — and the landmark legal battle that ensued — turned her into an international heroine for women’s rights. Image by Stephanie Sinclair. Yemen, 2010.

More about child brides.

…it is going to take me FOREVER to get used to people saying ‘vos’ instead of tú.

but also I can’t believe I am leaving today ahhh so excitedddd.

also I always think I forgot to pack something but then I also think I overpack and oh man I’m a mess…

bibi:

The Dodo,the Auk and the Oryx by Tolstoy2007 on Flickr.

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doctorswithoutborders:

A young girl walks through the early-morning fog outside the perimeter of the hospital.

Before the opening of the MSF surgical hospital in Kunduz Province, northern Afghanistan, people in the region suffering from severe injuries had two options. They made the long and dangerous journey to Kabul or Pakistan, or they visited an expensive private clinic. As a result, few patients received the trauma care they needed.

In less than a year, the MSF trauma center, equipped with an emergency room, two operating theaters, and an intensive care unit, has seen more than 3,700 patients. The majority are victims of so-called “general trauma”—road traffic accidents, domestic violence, or civilian gunshot wounds.

More photos: Trauma Care Where There Was None in Northern Afghanistan

Photos: Afghanistan 2012 © Michael Goldfarb/MSF

raudaz:

Acción poética- El Salvador. Carretera Panamericana, Santa Tecla. La frase es de Roque Dalton.

blacksheepboy-:

road (by matt mullen.)

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marcinhates:

homoarigato:

siriuslydeep:

genderqueer:

Argentina makes sex-change surgery a legal right

An article in English about Argentina’s new gender identity bill, passed earlier tonight.

“Any adult will now be able to officially change his or her gender, image and birth name without having to get approval from doctors or judges — and without having to undergo physical changes beforehand, as many U.S. jurisdictions require.”

YES!

I will continue to reblog news about this and not blog about Obamaaaaa.

guess what the only thing I’m going to reblog all damn day is

right on Argentina!

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hounddogsrunning:

Iglets

DAW. 

teachingliteracy:

amandaonwriting:

1. The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold - “I Knew a Woman” by Theodore Roethke

I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
Ah, when she moved, she moved more ways than one:
The shapes a bright container can contain! 

2. A Handful of Dust by Evelyn Waugh - The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot

…I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust. 

3. Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe - “The Second Coming” by William Butler Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; 

4. Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck - “To a Mouse, on Turning Her Up in Her Nest with the Plough” by Robert Burns

But little Mouse, you are not alone,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes of mice and men
Go often askew,
And leave us nothing but grief and pain,
For promised joy! 

5. Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy - “Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard” by Thomas Gray

Far from the madding crowd’s ignoble strife
Their sober wishes never learn’d to stray;
Along the cool sequester’d vale of life
They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.

6. Remembrance of Things Past by Marcel Proust - “Sonnet 30″ by William Shakespeare

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time’s waste:

7. Endless Night by Agatha Christie - “Auguries of Innocence” by William Blake

Every night and every morn,
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night,
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

8. For Whom the Bell Tolls by Ernest Hemingway - “Meditation XVII” by John Donne

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were; any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

9. The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers - “The Lonely Hunter” by William Sharp

O never a green leaf whispers, where the green-gold branches swing:
O never a song I hear now, where one was wont to sing.
Here in the heart of Summer, sweet is life to me still,
But my heart is a lonely hunter that hunts on a lonely hill.

10. I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou - “Sympathy” by Paul Laurence Dunbar

It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings —
I know why the caged bird sings!

11. Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald - “Ode to a Nightingale” by John Keats

Already with thee! tender is the night,
And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
Cluster’d around by all her starry Fays
But here there is no light,
Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.

12. A Passage to India by E.M. Forster - Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman

Passage to India!
Struggles of many a captain–tales of many a sailor dead!
Over my mood, stealing and spreading they come,
Like clouds and cloudlets in the unreach’d sky.