There she was, sitting in a sweltering sitting room in Cairo, her scarred face haloed by her Islamic headscarf, her pregnant belly pushing out a bit, her 18-year-old hands resting lightly in her lap. Her name is Ghada, and she is one of the bravest women I have ever met.
Read all posts for ‘Domestic abuse’
When I first met her in Cairo, Samira Ibrahim was wearing a swimsuit. Under her clothes. All the time. Ibrahim had regularly joined the 2011 demonstrations in Egypt’s Tahrir Square that brought down longtime ruler Hosni Mubarak, but it was rough treatment by the country’s new transitional military authorities that […]