Oman: A Place I Once Took for Granted I'm Raya, an Arab-American finishing up my last year at the University of New Hampshire. I will be getting my degree in English/Journalism, with the hopes of one day becoming a photojournalist.

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As I was walking down the streets of Muttrah, a port city in Oman, I spotted far in the distance a old man experiencing homelessness. He seems to have three possessions, his cane, hat, and prayer beads. My father then pulled a few Rials from his pocket and handed it to my little sisters to put in his hat when we passed by.

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This photo is of my father and his younger brother, Salam walking back to the village compound after picking dates, as my father and his brothers did as young boys for their livelihood. They now only pick dates as a pass time when visiting the village. My father is carrying a plastic red bucket as my uncle has collected his dates in a traditional woven bag.

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This is a view out of the United Media Services building where I interned at during the summer in 2012 shadowing photographers. My experiencing while interning at UMS mimics this photo, seeing an opportunity, something beautiful, but only being able to capture parts of it. Being a women photographer who is American in an office of Indians and Omanis posed many barriers I had to overcome thus depressing my confidence and creativity with taking photos. Nevertheless, something beautiful emerged from this experience- I am glad I have this photo to remind myself.

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Oman: A Place I Once Took for Granted I'm Raya, an Arab-American finishing up my last year at the University of New Hampshire. I will be getting my degree in English/Journalism, with the hopes of one day becoming a photojournalist.

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