This was me as a little girl, forced into hijab. And this is me after I broke free.
In Iran, I was told: wear the hijab or be kicked out of school. Resist, and you can be arrested, beaten, lashed, or imprisoned, or killed it in the hand of morality Police.
Then I came to the West and was told: be careful telling your story, it might cause “Islamophobia.”
I am a woman from the Middle East. I have lived under Islamist ideology. I have every right to fear it, criticize it, and speak about it.
Don’t silence us in the name of tolerance. Let us talk.
🇻🇳 Les familles #Hmong, vivant dans les montagnes du #Vietnam, sont en première ligne du réchauffement climatique.
🔍 Ce peuple #autochtone d'agriculteurs doit adapter ses cultures pour rester dans les villages.
🎥 Un #FOCUS de Théo Collet et Mélodie Sforza
He told his students to go to the windows.
Get out. Jump if you have to.
Then Liviu Librescu walked to the classroom door and pressed his body against it.
He was 76 years old. He weighed 140 lbs
The gunman was in the hallway.
It was April 16, 2007. A Monday morning. Solid mechanics class at Virginia Tech, Room 204. Twenty-two students, most of them 19 or 20 years old.
At 9:45 AM, gunshots echoed through Norris Hall. Room by room, the shooter was working his way down the corridor.
Liviu heard it. He understood immediately.
He had survived the Holocaust. He had survived a labor camp. He had spent decades living under Communist oppression. He knew exactly what evil sounded like.
He told his students to escape through the windows. Second floor — it was a drop, but they'd survive. Then he walked to the door and held it shut with his body.
The shooter tried to force it open. It wouldn't move.
He fired through the door. Wood splintered. Bullets came through.
Liviu stayed.
Behind him, students were climbing out the windows. Dropping to the ground. Running. One by one, all twenty-two of them got out.
The shooter kept firing through the door.
Liviu held it shut until every student was safe.
Then the bullets killed him.
When police arrived, they found his body at the door.
All 22 of his students survived. Not one was injured.
Liviu Librescu was born on August 18, 1930, in Ploiești, Romania.
He was Jewish. In 1941, when he was eleven years old, Romanian authorities sent him and his family to a labor camp. His father died there. Liviu survived. When the war ended, he was fifteen.
He went back to school. Studied engineering. Earned a doctorate from the University of Bucharest.
But Communist Romania had no interest in allowing a Jewish intellectual to succeed. He was blocked from academic positions. Passed over for jobs he deserved. He applied to emigrate. The government kept refusing.
Finally, in 1978 when Liviu was 48 years old — Israeli Prime Minister Menachem Begin personally intervened. Romania let him go.
He had spent most of his adult life trapped in a country that didn't want him.
In Israel, he taught at Tel Aviv University. Published over 300 papers. Became an international expert in aeroelasticity — the science of how air flows over aircraft wings.
In 1985, Virginia Tech offered him a position. He moved to Blacksburg, Virginia. He taught there for 22 years. His students loved him — demanding but kind, high standards, genuine care.
He was still teaching full-time at 76. Still publishing research. Still showing up every Monday morning for solid mechanics.
April 16 was the first day of Passover — the Jewish holiday celebrating liberation from slavery and oppression.
Liviu Librescu died on the day his tradition sets aside to celebrate freedom.
He spent his entire life escaping death and oppression by luck, by persistence, by the intervention of others. And on his last morning, he chose to stand at a door so that twenty-two young people could have the future he had fought so hard to reach.
He could have run. He could have hidden. He could have climbed out a window with his students.
He chose to stay.
The Virginia Tech shooting killed 32 people that day — the deadliest school shooting in American history at the time.
Room 204 had zero casualties.
Because a 76-year-old Holocaust survivor held a door with his body until every student behind him was gone.
His funeral was held in Israel. Students from Virginia Tech flew across the ocean to honor him. The Israeli government awarded him the Star of David Medal posthumously. Virginia Tech named a scholarship in his memory.
His son said his father died the way he lived — protecting others.
A man who survived everything evil threw at him for 76 years.
On his last day, he made sure 22 kids survived too.
Professor Liviu Librescu. August 18, 1930 — April 16, 2007.
Holocaust survivor. Labor camp survivor.
302 published papers. 22 years at Virginia Tech.
22 students out the window.
He held the door.
In December 2012, Kenyan runner Abel Mutai was just meters away from winning a cross-country race in Burlada, Spain, when a simple misunderstanding nearly cost him the victory.
Mutai, an Olympic bronze medalist in the 3,000-meter steeplechase, had built a commanding lead. But roughly 10 meters before the real finish line, he became confused by the signs and stopped, believing the race was already over.
Behind him was Spanish runner Iván Fernández Anaya.
Fernández immediately realized what had happened. He began shouting and gesturing for Mutai to keep running, but the Kenyan runner did not understand Spanish. Fernández caught up with him and guided him toward the actual finish line, deliberately staying behind and allowing Mutai to cross first.
He could have simply run past him.
He could have taken the victory.
Instead, he chose sportsmanship.
Fernández later explained that he did not deserve to win because Mutai had been the rightful winner. The Kenyan had created a lead Fernández knew he would never have closed under normal circumstances.
“I didn't deserve to win it. I did what I had to do. He was the rightful winner.”
It was a race remembered not because of a record or a medal, but because one athlete had an opportunity to benefit from another man's mistake and chose integrity instead.
Sometimes, the greatest victory in sport is not crossing the finish line first.
It is refusing to win the wrong way.
This is what the performance by an Iranian singer looked like, for which she was sentenced to 74 lashes
A local court called the performance “immoral content” and sentenced her to 74 lashes, as well as a two-year ban on performing and leaving the country.
How the punishment is carried out: the convicted person is taken to a prison or a special room. They are laid face down on a special bench or made to kneel — their arms and legs are strapped with belts.
Sometimes they are forced to stand while holding onto a bar, with their wrists tied. Clothing on the back and thighs is lifted or cut open — the blows are delivered directly to the skin.
The executioner strikes the back and thighs with a leather whip. If the convicted person is a woman, a female executioner carries out the punishment.
The psychological and moral humiliation can sometimes break the victim even more than the physical punishment.
After 74 lashes, deep cuts, open wounds, scars, and bruises remain on the body.
Nick Vujicic entered the world on December 4, 1982, in Melbourne, Australia, born with tetra-amelia syndrome, an extremely rare condition that left him without arms and legs.
His parents were devastated at first, and Nick spent much of his childhood struggling to understand why he was different.
School was especially difficult. He endured years of bullying, isolation and depression, and at just 10 years old, he attempted to take his own life.
What stopped him was the thought of the pain his parents would suffer if he was gone.
Over time, Nick learned to adapt and become remarkably independent. He taught himself to write, type, use a computer, brush his teeth, shave, answer the phone, swim, surf, fish and even play sports using his small left foot, which has two toes.
He later graduated from university with a Bachelor of Commerce degree, majoring in Accounting and Financial Planning.
At 17, Nick began speaking publicly about faith, hope and resilience. What started as talks to small groups eventually turned into a global mission.
Through his organization, Life Without Limbs, he has shared his message with millions of people in schools, prisons, stadiums, churches and conferences in more than 70 countries, encouraging countless individuals facing hardship, disability, bullying and mental health struggles.
Nick married Kanae Miyahara in 2012, and together they have built a family with four children. He has also authored several books, including Life Without Limits, and continues to travel the world proving that limitations do not have to define a person's future.
From a boy who once believed his life had no purpose to a husband, father, author and internationally recognized speaker, Nick Vujicic's journey remains one of the most inspiring examples of perseverance, faith and the power of choosing hope despite overwhelming odds.
IRÁN: Aida Rostami fue una médica valiente. Atendía a personas que luchaban por la libertad, protestando contra el régimen.
Por eso, el régimen islámico la castigó de la manera más cruel. Fue torturada y le fracturaron huesos, la nariz y los hombros. Le arrancaron el ojo izquierdo. Luego, la asesinaron.
Su cuerpo quebrado cuenta una historia de una crueldad inimaginable. Aida no merecía esto: era una sanadora, no una criminal. El régimen le quitó la vida por atreverse a ayudar a otros. Su sacrificio no debe ser olvidado.
Comparte esto. El mundo debe saber.
When Notre-Dame burned in 2019, the world stopped.
Today, Russia damages Kyiv Pechersk Lavra, a monastery nearly 1,000 years old and older than Notre-Dame itself.
A thousand years of history deserves the same attention, the same sympathy, and the same protection.
🔴 COURAGE | « Nous n’avons pas peur de la mort ; nous sommes la génération immortelle. »
Ces mots sont ceux d’une femme afghane, jetés à une journaliste qui lui demandait si elle avait peur. Ils condensent un paradoxe que l’Occident préfère ne pas regarder en face : la liberté est aujourd’hui défendue avec le plus d’âpreté par celles qui en sont précisément privées.
Pendant que les chancelleries occidentales négocient, temporisent et « dialoguent » avec les régimes qui écrasent ces peuples, les femmes d’Iran et d’Afghanistan tiennent une ligne de front qui est aussi la nôtre. Elles ne quémandent aucune faveur ; elles rappellent une évidence que nos sociétés tièdes ont fini par oublier : la liberté n’est pas un acquis, c’est une conquête jamais achevée.
Réveiller le monde libre, ce n’est pas seulement le penser depuis nos fauteuils. C’est reconnaître ceux qui, sans nos garanties ni nos confortables certitudes, en paient le prix réel.
🎥 via @AlinejadMasih
Monsieur le maire de Paris, Monsieur Emmanuel Grégoire,
Vous vous souvenez de Patrice ? Il a ému toute la France. Le 22 mai, au lendemain de la diffusion d'Envoyé spécial, "Appartements séniors, un scandale à huis clos," vous êtes venu le rencontrer à la résidence. Vous lui avez promis devant témoins une solution. il vous a cru. Depuis, l’unique réponse qui lui a été proposée, c’est l’EHPAD, Il a 58 ans. Une plaisanterie de mauvais goût. Patrice tient aujourd’hui des propos très alarmants, il a perdu 10 kg, il ne s'alimente plus en raison de cette infestation. J’ai saisi la préfecture. Je vous ai adressé un mail. Silence. S’il devait lui arriver quelque chose, ce ne serait pas faute d’alerte, ce serait faute d’action. Votre responsabilité est désormais engagée.
Soyez nombreux à partager ce post, pour Patrice s'il vous plaît. #emmanuelgregoire #maximecrosnier #ars #ministeredelasanté #mairiedeparis #envoyespecial
🇮🇳 Trois indiens de 16 ans ont remporté le Earth Prize 2026 grâce à leur invention, Plas-Stick. Cette poudre biodégradable, fabriquée à partir de déchets de graines de tamarin, permet de regrouper les microplastiques présents dans l’eau afin de les retirer facilement à l’aide d’un aimant. Une solution qui pourrait aider les 2,1 milliards de personnes dans le monde n’ayant pas accès à une eau potable sûre.👏 (The Earth prize)
📸 The Earth Fondation
Gabriel B., tué par un gendarme : enquête sur un meurtre passé sous silence
➡️ https://t.co/ufaOG5r4IO
La famille de Gabriel Bée, tué par un gendarme en mai 2025, a voulu rester patiente pour respecter l’enquête de l’IGGN. Mais quelques mois plus tard, c’est la douche froide : l’affaire est classée sans suite par la procureure. Et ce en dépit d'une longue vidéo, que Blast s'est procuré, où l'on voit en détail le déroulé du meurtre. Par @MaximeCochelin.
À 23 ans, elle guérit la lèpre. À 24 ans, elle disparaît.
Et pendant 90 ans, un homme blanc s'attribua le mérite de ses travaux.
Voici l'histoire d'Alice Augusta Ball, le génie qu'on a tenté d'effacer.
Elle grandit à Seattle au début du XXe siècle, dans une famille qui croyait au potentiel des Noirs.
Son grand-père fut l'un des premiers photographes noirs d'Amérique.
Sa mère lavait les sols pour pouvoir offrir un microscope à Alice.
Ce cadeau changea le monde.
Alice dévorait la chimie comme l'oxygène.
Elle obtint deux licences.
Elle publia des recherches alors qu'elle était encore étudiante.
Puis elle s'installa à Hawaï et devint :
📷 La première femme à obtenir une maîtrise en chimie à l'Université d'Hawaï
📷 La première femme noire à obtenir ce diplôme
📷 La première femme professeure de chimie de l'histoire de l'université
Elle avait 23 ans.
Mais pendant qu'elle enseignait, elle fut confrontée à une urgence bien plus grande que le monde universitaire :
La maladie de Hansen, la lèpre.
Un diagnostic signifiait l'exil.
Arraché à sa famille, on était déporté sur une île pour y mourir seul.
Il existait un traitement :
une huile amère et collante, peu efficace et extrêmement douloureuse.
Nombreux furent ceux qui le refusèrent. Nombreux furent ceux qui moururent.
Alice refusa de baisser les bras.
Dans son laboratoire, elle trouva la solution que personne d'autre n'avait trouvée :
Elle transforma cette huile épaisse en une forme assimilable par le corps.
Une injection révolutionnaire qui sauva enfin des vies.
Les patients commencèrent à guérir.
Des familles furent réunies.
Des personnes condamnées guérirent subitement.
Sa découverte devint la méthode Ball.
Elle changea l'histoire de la médecine avant même que la plupart des gens n'aient terminé leurs études.
Et puis… elle disparut.
À seulement 24 ans, un mystérieux accident de laboratoire lui coûta la vie.
Elle ne vit jamais le miracle qu'elle avait accompli.
Puis vint le vol.
Le président de l'université, un chimiste blanc nommé Arthur Dean, s'appropria ses recherches, en retira son nom et les rebaptisa :
« La Méthode Dean ».
Pendant des décennies…
📷 Son nom figurait dans les manuels scolaires.
📷 Son nom était encensé par les médecins.
📷 Son nom était attribué à la seule reconnaissance de ses mérites.
Son nom a failli disparaître complètement de l'histoire.
Un vol si discret que la plupart des gens ignoraient même qu'un crime avait été commis.
Il fallut 90 ans pour que la vérité éclate enfin.
Des chercheurs ont mis au jour les documents originaux d'Alice.
Son travail.
Son génie.
Ses découvertes majeures.
Les projecteurs se sont braqués sur elle. Le mensonge s'est effondré.
Et aujourd'hui, le monde le sait :
C'était la Méthode Ball – TOUJOURS.
Alice Ball a guéri une maladie qui avait ravagé des vies pendant des siècles.
Elle a libéré des familles.
Elle a sauvé des milliers de personnes de l'isolement et de la mort. Et elle a accompli tout cela en une seule année.
Imaginez ce qu'elle aurait pu faire en une vie entière.
Alice Ball méritait un prix Nobel.
Elle méritait des statues.
Elle méritait que son nom soit sur toutes les lèvres des étudiants en sciences.
Au lieu de cela, elle a été étouffée par le silence…
Jusqu'à aujourd'hui.
Nous prononçons son nom parce que l'histoire a refusé de le faire.
Nous l'honorons parce que d'autres ne l'ont pas fait.
Nous nous souvenons d'elle parce qu'elle l'a mérité.
Alice Augusta Ball (1892-1916)
La chimiste qui a changé le monde avant même d'avoir eu le temps d'y vivre.
في ثلاثينيات القرن الماضي خلال الكساد الكبير في الولايات المتحدة، كانت أكياس الدقيق والحبوب تُصنع من القطن. أدركت شركة كانساس للقمح، أن العائلات الأمريكية الفقيرة وبسبب الوضع الاقتصادي الصعب تعيد استخدام الأكياس لخياطة ملابس الأطفال، ولإضفاء لمسة جمالية عليها، قررت الشركة طباعتها بزخارف ملونة.
حققت هذه المبادرة نجاحًا باهرًا: فقد حرصوا على أن يتلاشى حبر الشعارات المستخدم بعد غسلة بسيطة، وكانت الأكياس تحمل أنماطًا مرسومة على القماش، جاهزة للقص والخياطة.
وهي حيلة تسويقية ساعدت العائلات الأمريكية على تجاوز فترة صعبة للغاية، كما كانت مفيدة كمصدر دخل للنساء الذين عملوا في حياكتها وبيعها.
Farmers have figured out that the cheapest pesticide is a strip of flowers.
When you plant wildflowers through a crop field, not just around the edge but in strips running through the middle, you get ladybugs, lacewings, hoverflies, and parasitic wasps living in the field instead of visiting it.
They eat the aphids, the caterpillars, and the mites for free, all summer long.
In controlled trials, fields with tailored flower strips had leaf-beetle numbers 40 to 50% lower and crop damage cut by around 60%, enough to drop below the threshold where spraying was even considered worth it.
The flowers attract a standing army to our fields.
We spent decades engineering chemicals to kill the insects eating the crop, when the insects that eat those insects would have worked for the price of seed.