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Being born in Lebanon, in a country that embraced a huge variety of civilizations, where the east meets the west, where the north meets the south, I am privileged to have experienced a multifaceted world. A world full of conflicts yet a world full of Life. A world where poverty is predominantly visible, yet people are so rich. A world where the alphabet was created, yet a significant amount of people are still illiterate. I am privileged to have learned three languages, to be able to communicate easily with people around the world. Communication is vital for sharing ideas, dreams, plans, experiences, happiness, and love. Therefore, through my climb to the top of Mt. Kilimanjaro, I am communicating a cry for hope. Hope for a better life where parents will not worry about their children catching the Polio virus, where children will grow up without the threat of being disabled, where the world will live with one less virus. Since we are very close to the eradication of Polio, neglecting it now would mean a huge step backwards.

“What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.” Albert Pike.

Almost 8 months into studying International Development at the University of Manchester, it is clear to me now that this is the field where I would gladly place my efforts and sweats on. Serving others is what makes life worth living for.

PS: I suffer from Fernweh, and Mt. Kilimanjaro is my cure!

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