What’s in a Name? Lessons from a Refugee Camp
“Is this what you expected?” Anna asked me on my first day volunteering at the refugee camp.
“Yes,” I told her. A month of research before I left for Greece had well-prepared me for what I found upon arrival: rows of blister white aptly named “containers”, temporary dwellings that some had inhabited for three years; Farsi, Arabic, and Kurdish filling up the air with their exquisite but…