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Each and every day, we are inundated with stories about how the world is going to hell. War, Poverty, Pollution ‌ all manner of atrocities are flung at us from all directions, and it is enough to draw even the most lighthearted person into a pit of despair. So do you want to make a change in this world? to make the nation reach the global goals ? to make this world better and people happier ? to make a positive difference but you don’t know from where you should start ? Here is the first step to counteract all these problems and reach your ambitions: Join our project and Be The Change you want to see in the world. Be The Change is a project dedicated to be aware of the Global Goals, make interns responsible of their own actions, know their real potential, develop it and suggest solutions to solve some issues. Maybe you can’t save the whole world, but you can save your backyard. This project will give you the possibility to Be The Change while enjoying your holidays, discovering new traditions and culture, meeting new people from all over the world and explore stunning views and fascinating places in Tunisia.
Yes. It is that one small country up the African north; Small yet has enough history and diverse natural beauty that some bigger lands do not have, bursting with diverse cultures and incredible extremes of landscape that can be explored within just a few days. It is decorated with beautiful sandy coasts, astounding deep-green forests, and softly-rolling plains scattered with olive and citrus trees
The Tunisia I adore MÊlèk Dhaouadi LC Bizerte Beyond the articles you can read about Tunisia anywhere,beyond numbers; of population and measures of lands, more than mere words, lies the beauty of the Tunisia I adore. It traces its path in the old streets of the Medina, the little art shops dotting on the sides, the proud mixture of Blue and White in Sidi Bou Said. It stands below the arrogant walls of Kasbahs in every city, where the breeze echoes a long history of simplicity. And as it enters through the wide doors, leaving behind it acres of green lands, peaceful olive trees against crushing waves of crystal water over sandy beaches, it picks a chair and orders some hot green tea to sip, calmly. Later, comes a little boy with a big smile and bigger dreams, holding his fresh jasmines towards it. And from there, it takes the best of rides on the mysterious dunes of Sahara, to the south. It is felt in the morning greeting from a man to his neighbor, in the vast dishes of couscous shared in for better or worse. It hides in shyness, under the pure whiteness of the Sefseri, in the small gestures of hands, games of kids in the streets, in the way, as one steps on its ground, it embraces them to be a part of it, eternally. So do not look for pictures, but do come and carve your own memories.