Amelia’s story |  Samina’s story |  Hana’s story |  Sumaya’s story |  Alia’s story by Amelia Noor I have a dear memory of my post office delivery worker from when I was a child. I lived in an apartment with my family, and my mother would always fry samosas for us before iftar time. Samosas were a specialty since we never had them during any other time of the year. I remember that I had established a dear friendship with [...]