I was the only Arab in my Alice Springs school
I’m already the only Arab in my school. They always pronounce my name, Youssef, as ‘Yosef’ or ‘Joseph’. But how can I blame them if I didn’t even know the name of my own birthplace until today?
I can feel the sweat on the back of my knees as we sit cross-legged in class. This always happens in the summer in Alice. It feels like at any moment your skin could just melt right off you.
Our teacher is about to tell us something. I gaze up at her pale white skin as she says, ‘We have a new student t