Ghassan Kanafani - is the person i aspire to be.
he was a Palestinian at heart (my religion teacher is literally rolling in the casket that she sleeps in at night) and wrote for the people.
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Coldplay
—Til Kingdom Come
For you, I’d wait ‘til kingdom come,
Until my days, my days are done.
Say you’ll come and set me free,
Just say you’ll wait, you’ll wait for me. ♥
(Source: maithanhmai, via thecurlytangod)
it’s been so long,
and i really really miss you all. thank you for all the letters, thank you for sending aid to our host families, thank you for calling your relatives to come to the center, thank you for emailing pictures, thank you for skyping when we can, thank you for lighting a candle for me, but most of all - thank you for keeping us all in your prayers.
the world really opens up here. not everyone is welcoming, not everyone is decent, not everything is beautiful, not everything is safe.
but there are people here whose hearts go beyond anyone i could have encountered at home. palestine really is our home.
we were called to a neighborhood that had bombed, by some neighbors that had not seen anyone leave for a few hours.
we entered with first aid kids and water.
we left with 2 orphans.
examine this life carefully. beauty is found in the cracks and corners.
the family i’ve been staying with is so kind. their children are the 2 most creative people i have ever met.
2 shining patches of light in the darkness.
tel village, nablus, palestine. tonight is the first day of hanukkah and i spent it teaching the palestinian kids the story of the maccabees. they loved it :)
“sam, we didn’t know that the jews had a rebel army too!”
me: “yeah they did. and they drove out the greeks, the founders of democracy!”
i love the spirit of the holidays
last night there was a memorial to rachel corrie. our rachel.
it seems so fitting that on the eve of america celebrating happiness, family and all that we have to be thankful for - rachel is still in our hearts :)
i can see this settlement from my window!
my father told me that this mountain was like a forest which you could find any type of animals in, even the most wild!
i call it not the “beautiful-ugly” because if you look at it at night and see all the lights, you might think that it’s beautiful - but if you knew how it looked before, if you went there with an Arab and saw the settlers throwing stones at them…you would see how ugly it has become.
this shows how the occupation has destroyed everything, even nature.
i found this hidden file on my computer - pictures from the last day we spent together.
it was one of the only cloudy days i saw before we left, but my best friend was my own (if possible) solemn ray of sunshine.
i will never forget this face nor what she has done for me.
jenin at sunrise. how lucky am i?
i’ve been here for about 2 months,
i miss my classmates, my sister and my best friend.
but i feel utterly, absolutely at home.
they shut off our gas, electricity, water - any form of power.
the internet connectivity is limited and even when it’s available, they’ve blocked nearly every mainstream website imaginable.
so i turn to this ridiculous form of blogging - to let you all know that i am safe, happy and free.
the children, their laughter, the wide open skies. jenin, hebron, jerusalem, haifa.
palestine is the most beautiful place in the world. but you don’t have to live here to know that :)
the first draft of my religion-translation project page. i cannot wait to begin my heritage book. i feel like this building up to one of the most sentimental moments of my life.
i can’t wait to see this!
(Source: maithanhmai)
terezin
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