It’s the little things ….
So much head-nodding in agreement while reading Sawsan Madina’s “A year of ….” (08 Oct.)
But why is it the little things that pull you up short? For me … “It was the year when …
“… I bought a kaffiyeh.” …. still struggling to wear it nonchalantly.
“… I made new Jewish friends at the pro-Palestine weekly rallies.” …. or Muslim ones – being invited to help support the giant flag in the procession, asking for translation of chants because my only Arabic is ‘As-salam alaykum’ and ‘Shukran’, and talking about the beautiful children, of course.
“… the occupier was portrayed as the victim and the besieged as the perpetrators.” … writing similar sentiments to P&I.
“… the best of international literature piled on my coffee table, unread, while I spent hours every day reading about the genocide in Gaza.” …. or whodunits and irrelevant political tomes returned unread to the library.
Plus going to sleep at night and waking in the morning praying that Bisan is still alive – loving her and her courage, determination, despair, resilience, humanity. In her I see the personification of Palestine.
Meet Bisan at https://www.instagram.com/wizard_bisan1/ if you don’t know her already.
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