Another shore: Morocco’s child migrants


This article was published in Al Jazeera on Jan. 30, 2015. Read it HERE.

Tangier, Morocco – Saber first decided that he wanted to live in Spain when he was 10 years old. Hoping for a better life on another shore, he began to think of migration and of leaving his family behind in Morocco.

Now 13, rosy-cheeked and rustling in a thin yellow windbreaker, he stands with his friends at a stone lookout nestled high in Tangier’s medina, watching the sprawling ferry port across the street.

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Cheese and Camaraderie in Rabat’s Old Medina

By Zoe Hu

Photographs by Eloise Schieferdecker

RABAT, Morocco — They know when to expect him. Among the stuttering moped engines  and the rumbles of street-life in Rabat’s traditional medina, Abdelatif Reda’s customers wait.The small cart before them stands unmanned. Its owner, they speculate, must be out for his afternoon prayer. But Reda will return — as he has done for years, every day after 5 p.m. — to sell his homemade cheese.

Rabat’s medina is a pastel-washed huddle of squat shops and alleyways, fortified by walls that stand on 17th-century lines.

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Balancing Acts

By Katherine McMillin

Photographs by Eloise Schieferdecker and Katherine McMillin

HIGH ATLAS MOUNTAINS, Morocco- I wiggle my bare bottom over the menacing hole between my legs hoping to deflect any lingering droplets of urine. Here in Morocco, toilet paper is a luxury; at 13,000 feet of elevation in the High Atlas Mountains it sounds more like a dream.

Taking a moment to gather my dignity, I step behind this so-called fossil and mineral shop to find a cage full of pigeons that has been embellished with various woven trinkets. Smiling, I share the pigeons’ view of atlas cedars, Berber huts, and snow-dusted peaks that cradle the narrow miles switchbacks our tour bus, Missouri Transport, has just traversed.

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