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MODERN DANCE ODORI. BHIEC LOSS I tell you it has never been easy to leave one’s homeland. We were not ready to say goodbye to you. We know you were forced to die. May your sins be forgiven. We will never forget you in our prayers. May your love still shine on us your children. Student BHIEC FIRE AND WATER. ALL VIDEO AND MUSIC BY CHRISTOPHER LAWRIE. PLEASE USE HEADPHONES
           
 

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  HOMELAND  

MDO 3. HOMELAND I tell you it has never been easy to leave one’s homeland. We were not ready to say goodbye to you. We know you were forced to die. May your sins be forgiven. We will never forget you in our prayers. May your love still shine on us your children.

Student BHIEC

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
  EIGHTH HELL  

MDO 33. THE EIGHTH HELL We call this place the Eighth Hell. In the Koran the Holy Book of Islam it says there are Seven Hells so the people called this place the Eighth Hell because of the slaughter that took place here. It gives me a sense of where I came from. A country with war. I can feel safe here and that is a great thing for me.

Student BHIEC

 
 
 
  MOTHER  

MDO 5. MY MOTHER My father and mother went outside and my father said ‘Don’t go outsde. Stay here! ’ We hid under the bed. The rebel’s leader asked my father for money. My father said ‘There is no money here. ’ The rebel’s leader said ‘If there is no money we are going to shoot you and your wife.’ He pointed the gun at my father and shot him. Then he shot my mother.

Student BHIEC

 
 
 
  CRYING  

MDO 17. CRYING

WHEN THEY WENT TO THE NEXT STREET

MY MOTHER'S SISTER CAME AND TOOK US AWAY

WE WERE CRYING BECAUSE . . .

WE HAD LOST BOTH OF OUR PARENTS.

Student BHIEC

stricken while journeying | my dreams still wander about | but on withered fields Basho

 
 
 
  WITHERED FIELD  

MDO 11. A WITHERED FIELD I gave a last glance backwards and contemplated for a few moments this place where thousands of people mostly women, children, old people had been killed without reason, all innocent.

Student BHIEC

Ill on a journey | My dreams wander | On a withered field

BASHO

 
 
 
  BHIEC   MDO 6. MY MOTHER 2 My father and mother went outside and my father said ‘Don’t go outsde. Stay here!  
 
 
  THOUGHTS  

MDO 13. THOUGHTS One can’t always run from certain thoughts. They follow you like a shadow, they keep you awake at night. Attach themselves to your brain like a tick, they never leave you. They are not choosy about the day, moment, situation, or mood when they will appear. or mood when they will appear. They simply manifest themselves without your permission.

Student BHIEC

AUTUMN MOONLIGHT | A WORM DIGS SILENTLY | INTO THE CHESTNUT

BASHO

 
 
 
  PARENTS  

MDO 43. PARENTS Some students at my school were asking for political freedom,’ the Police came and took them away. They tortured them and killed them. When their parents asked "Where are our children?" The Police killed them too.

Student BHIEC

 
 
 
  REFUGEE  

MDO 61. REFUGEE Loss | Separation | Persecution | Religion | Racism | Self esteem | Belonging | Love | Culture | Family | Isolation

It is hard to be a Refugee. Student BHIEC

DO NOT SELL!

 
 
 
  FATHER  

MDO 19. MY FATHER The soldiers came at 10.00 pm. They knocked on the door. My mother asked them ‘Who are you?’ They answered my mother ‘W e are the Police.’ My mother opened the door for them. They rushed in and arrested my father. They told my mother not to scream. My mother screamed so they started hitting them. While we were crying they took my father out and . . .

Student BHIEC

 
 
 
100 LOSS  

MDO 61. LOSS

She said 'I've never felt

this vulnerable before.

I feel that if I let them see me

I will lose something.

Something important.'

Lawrie

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  HOSPITAL  

MDO 21. THE HOSPITAL It was in the morning. My father was a Doctor. My mother was a Nurse. As we went to school they bombed the town. People were running and children lost their parents. Some were killed when the bomb hit the school. Then they bombed the hospital.

Student BHIEC

 

Heat waves shimmering |one or two inches | above the dead grass BASHO

 

 
 


 
   

 

 

   

 

 
 
 
     

 

 
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