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'It’s dance or die': The ballet dancer forbidden to perform by Islamic State
Facing death threats, Ahmad Joudeh risked everything to keep his dream of dancing alive. Now the Palestinian dances for the Dutch National Ballet
By Renate van der Zee

Half a year ago, ballet dancer Ahmad Joudeh was giving dance lessons to orphaned children in war-torn Damascus. Now he has made his debut at the Dutch National Ballet and is studying at the ballet academy in Amsterdam. “It took me a month to fully realise I really am in Amsterdam, and I still can’t believe my luck,” Joudeh says.

For years, as the war raged around him and his family, Joudeh - a stateless Palestinian in Syria - had tried to make ends meet by teaching, and had received death threats from Islamic State. When the summons to do three years of military service arrived, the 26-year-old began to believe that this was going to be the end of the dream that he had cradled from childhood.

But his life changed radically in August 2016 when a Dutch TV journalist made a documentary about him. In front of the camera Joudeh danced on the rubble that once was the Palestinian refugee camp Yarmouk, where he had grown up. “I did it for the souls of my five family members who were killed there,’’ he says.

Soon afterwards he was filmed dancing in the ancient Roman theatre of Palmyra - the site, just a few months earlier, of mass executions by Isis. “Dancing in the Palmyra theatre was my way to fight Isis. It was my way to tell them: you can kill people, but you can’t keep me from dancing. It was a dangerous thing to do, we couldn’t stay there longer than one hour, and it was 50C (122F) in the sun. But I did it because I knew I would never have the chance again. And I was right. Isis have destroyed the theatre now. I cried for two days when I heard the news.”

When the documentary was aired on Dutch television, it attracted the attention of Ted Brandsen, the artistic director of the Dutch National Ballet. He decided on the spot to set up a fund called Dance for Peace to enable Joudeh to come to the Netherlands to dance and study.

Joudeh not only struggled to survive as a dancer during the Syrian war: he also fought a tough, private war to realise his dream. “My father forbid me to dance,” he says. “Because in our culture, to be a ballet dancer is the worst thing your son can choose to do for a living. He said it was a shame for the family and wanted me to study English or medicine. But I said no, this is my life. I went to dance class secretly. When he found out, he beat me with a wooden stick. He used to beat me really hard. Once he hurt my leg so badly, I couldn’t dance for days. But I never gave in. I said to him: it’s dance or die.”

He had these very words tattooed on his neck after he received death threats by Isis. “I will never give up dancing,” he says. “I am prepared to fight all my life for the feeling that dancing gives me. It’s a feeling of freedom. Being a Palestinian refugee, born in a camp, I always felt inferior to other people. But when I dance, I feel like a king.’’

Immolation

Prompt: Fear/Black
Soft warning: A little violent, but not too much and not for long.

“Kagome! Where the hell are you going?” Inuyasha yelled after her, staring at her pale legs trudge through the dirt as she stomped forward.

Kagome turned around angrily—her hair fluttering with her movements, her face shaded by the mass of trees protecting her sides. The brilliant sun shone behind her in the clearing where the well was several steps away.

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Prompt: sex on the beach ;)

I got this prompt and loved it. Then I thought how impossible it would be. Then I thought nothing’s impossible just improbable. So here is the first in a few short one shots about Shamy conquering their fears together. If you have any you would like to see, don’t be afraid to message me. Don’t sleep and I love to write.

“Come on Sheldon we promised that we would at least try.” Amy says holding Sheldon’s hand as they stand on the beach.

“You promised. You are the are the one who came up with this insane idea.” He says gripping her hand tightly staring into the crashing waves.

After their game of never have I ever at the cabin Amy realized how little of the world they had experienced. They were both crippled with fears. If they could start facing some of their fears together they may be able to move forward together.

“Just one foot Sheldon that is it.” Amy says equally nervous by the daunting mass that was the ocean. “We will do it together. I mean if Leonard and Penny can have sex in the ocean we can dip one foot in.”

“They had coitus in the ocean?” He asks incredulously looking at her as she shakes her head.

Sheldon doesn’t think he can do it. He thinks Amy should claim it has a victory that he was standing next to her in swim trunks and a t shirt. He does think Amy looks cute in her swimsuit, even if her showing so much skin in public worries him. They had done the research come at the right time of day. The tide was low, the beach was almost empty, and one toe in would not kill him.

“Penny has done it in the ocean more than once.” Amy tells him.

“Leonard only once?” He jokes gripping her hand tightly.

“Why you want to break his record?” She asks teasing him and he rolls his eyes. If he can barely step a toe in. How could he romance her at the same time? “I understand your sarcasm, good job!” She amends grinning at him.

“If I get a toe in I will be doing good.” He tells her turning back to the ocean which is turning black with the setting sun.

“Come on then, one toe and then we are done.” She tells him tugging him towards the giant mass he has successfully avoided for 36 years. Amy had that effect one him, somehow she washed away all his fear. With her by his side he could face anything.

“Okay let’s do this.” He says with more bravado than he feels. Together they walk towards the oceans line.

“One… Two… Three…” Amy counts down as the put their toes into the surf. “ Not so bad.” She says as the waves wash over their feet.

“No it’s almost pleasant.” He muses as the water pulls back then washes over his feet again. ‘Let’s go further.” He says bravely and they wade until they are almost waist deep in water.

“We did it we are in the ocean!” Amy says excited looking at him. He looks down at her and smiles.

“I don’t know what I was so afraid of this isn’t so…” He starts as a wave crashes over their heads soaking them completely.

“Ahh!” Amy squealed wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Clinging to him like a monkey.

“Are you okay?” He asks wrapping his arms around her waist to hold her in place. His dark hair is plastered to his forehead. His dark eyelashes spikes around his ocean blue eyes. The white undershirt he was wearing is soaked and clinging to him almost transparent. Revealing the muscles in his shoulders and chest. Overcome with lust for him Amy kisses him deeply then pulls away.

“Sorry, I don’t know what got into me.” She whispers staring into his eyes.

Still not untangling herself from his arms. He makes no move to let her go instead he moves his hands to her bottom and gives her a gentle squeeze. Then he kisses her back gently opening her mouth with his tongue. Amy wraps her legs around him tighter pushing her hands up the back of his shirt to feel the muscles of his back. He tips her head back kissing the tender skin of her neck making her moan. Amy can feel him hard between her legs. She rubs against him to gain friction as another wave washes over them and he presses against her hard. Instead of running away like she thought he would he lets them drift further into the water. Deep enough to where their lower halves are obscured. Yet he can still stand in the water.

“I thought you would have had your fill of adventure by now.” Amy says kissing him him again then nuzzling in his ear.

“Of adventure? Yes…of you no.” He says kissing her and pressing himself against her.

“Oh?” She asks surprised. “You want to right here?”

“If they can do it we can.” He says kissing her neck as her hand slides lower under the water. Gripping him through his swim trunks and massaging him. Then she takes him out of his trunks and rubs him against her apex through her suit before moving the suit to the side and guiding him inside her.

The feeling of weightlessness strikes them both. From the angle be is holding her he feels deeper than ever before. He keeps his hands on her bottom, moving her up and down and keeping her swimsuit in place. Amy keeps her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Afraid if she lets go she will be adrift in a sea of bliss. Amy looks into his eyes and the look of lust and live in them sends her body into overload.

“I love you so much.” She sighs kissing him as he thrusts deeper inside of her.

“I know.” He tells her kissing her back. Tipping her head back and pressing his lips to her ear. “I love you, too. You are my everything, I know as long as you’re here there is nothing to be afraid of.”

“You are safe with me.” She agrees kissing his neck, enjoying the salty taste of his skin as he thrusts harder into her making her gasp.

“Always.” He murmurs and she comes undone. Coming around him as the waves break around their waists.

Later after they come out of the water they sit on the beach looking at the stars that have appeared in the sky. Amy leans her head against his shoulder and grips his hand.

“It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” Amy marvels looking up at the swirling constellations.

“I beg to differ.” Sheldon says staring down at her pressing his lips to the top of her head. Amy smiles contentedly up at him.

“So ocean is crossed off, what fear should we conquer next?” She asks.

“I have quite a list of them, it could be rather daunting.” He sighs.

“Well we do it together and it won’t seem that bad.”

“That’s what I’m counting on.”he tells her kissing her on the head on head one last time before getting up and leading her back to the car.