Hi, my name is Elle. I live in Sydney. Sometimes it’s daytime but usually it’s dark. We have TV but I only watch TV on my laptop. It’s a special show where you watch people count and the numbers come up on the screen, so you can play along. Sometimes I eat Cheetos. Vodka is nice.
There is an angry old man in the story. He is orange and he tells lies because he can’t see the numbers like I can. One time he said he is the winner of all the numbers and we laughed. Another old man said he thinks he will actually be the winner. I think so too. He seems nice.
The nice old man has a friend called Kamala, and if he wins then SHE wins too. I love that part of the story. The nice man understands things like “virus” and “crisis” and “wear a fucking mask”. He has a nice mask and he smiles a lot which is different to the orange man.
“The United States is aware of the claims that Turkish proxies have used white phosphorus and the possible evidence that supports that claim, the senior U.S. administration official said.” – Foreign Policy
What happens when you lock up children for years on end?
Australia shamefully kept many children (with their families) on the island nation of Nauru for up to six years.
These are their stories in pictures.
I post this as a warning.
Pls RT. Thank you.
"Venus, a teenage Iranian refugee who arrived in Nauru at the age of nine, was transferred to Australia at 14 with her family. She was admitted to the Brisbane Children’s Hospital upon arrival, and now lives on a community detention visa with her mother in Brisbane."
“'Venus regularly draws, sketching out disturbing pictures which under ordinary circumstances would be ‘a highly ominous sign’ warranting immediate psychiatric assessment and possibly hospitalisation,' says Dr Barri Phatarfod, founder and president of Doctors for Refugees.'