By Mindy, Lyle, Ada and Luca KozloffOur family has been living at New Hope as Resident Staff for almost five years. We moved to New Hope when Ada and Luca were 5 and 3, and now they’re 10 and 8! When we first heard about...
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Uncategorized / 23.06.2022
Daniela’s Story, New Hope Memories
In Mexico, my husband and I worked hard to establish our own restaurant, with an amazing community of customers and employees. Just as we felt like we were making our dreams come true, one of the most powerful cartels from Mexico started demanding money from...
Staff reflections, Uncategorized / 22.07.2021
How Do I Understand?
Reflections by Sarah Archer, Programs Intern How do I, a young married woman who grew up in the Lower Mainland, understand the stories I hear from the New Hope residents? I honestly cannot. I have not experienced persecution, imprisonment, or a threat on my life. I...
The war broke out in Aleppo just after I had finished high school. I got married and we escaped to Lebanon, but we returned to Syria when I was pregnant with my second daughter. When we returned to Syria, I was shocked by the overwhelming...
While my family was sleeping, six police officers entered my house and murdered my father. My father had been involved with the opposition party in Ethiopia, and he was targeted by corrupt officials. On the night of his murder, I ran for my life. I...
As I reflect upon my summer at New Hope to try and isolate some of my favourite memories, I keep coming back to the hours spent giggling with kids at the picnic tables in the backyard when we should have been studying English. I started...
My father was a wealthy and influential politician; he was assassinated in 2008. One man was arrested for his murder, but my brother started gathering evidence that implicated many other powerful politicians. On the day of the funeral, members of their paramilitary group came to...
When I was a 16 year old girl, I was conscripted into the military. In Eritrea, military service is indefinite for both men and women - you could serve for years and years, with no hope of going home. One day, my superior found my Bible...
[audio mp3="https://newhopecs.org/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/New-Hope-in-Motion.mp3"][/audio] Arrivals They come by plane, by foot, and by car; my friends, from lands typically warmer than ours, and have experienced fears, deprivations inhuman, and horrors, often unspoken. Just to arrive at this place is the culmination of a profound journey, and my interaction is...
“The education was bad, there was war, and no one could live comfortably.” Farid* cannot remember a time in his childhood where life wasn’t difficult. Living in a small village which is now the political border between Sudan and South Sudan, conflict and violence were the...