WEBVTT - CZM Book Club: Two Stories from Gaza Writes Back, edited by Refaat Alareer

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<v Speaker 1>Cool Zone Media.

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<v Speaker 2>Book Club book Club, book Club book Club. Hello and

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<v Speaker 2>welcome to the Cool Zone Media book Club, the only

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<v Speaker 2>book club where you, the listener thinks, how long will

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<v Speaker 2>Margaret keep that bid up about the chanting?

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<v Speaker 1>Now that there's usually not guests, I am your host,

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<v Speaker 1>Margaret Kiljoy. The Cool Zone Media book Club is the

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<v Speaker 1>only book club where you don't have to do the reading,

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<v Speaker 1>because I do it for you. And today we have

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<v Speaker 1>two stories and a poem for you from the collection

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<v Speaker 1>Gaza Writes Back short stories from young writers in Gaza, Palestine,

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<v Speaker 1>and this anthology was edited by Rafat Alarier for its

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<v Speaker 1>first release from Just World Books in twenty fourteen, but

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<v Speaker 1>Rafat was martyred by the Israeli military in December of

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<v Speaker 1>twenty twenty three, and a new memorial edition is currently

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<v Speaker 1>available from PM Press. Hazel, who helps with the show,

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<v Speaker 1>says that they found this book last year and immediately

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<v Speaker 1>knew they wanted to do some stories from it and

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<v Speaker 1>were so happy to be able to present works from

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<v Speaker 1>it today with the cooperation of the authors, with PM

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<v Speaker 1>Press who put out that new edition, and the family

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<v Speaker 1>of Rafad E Larreer. This collection is full of short

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<v Speaker 1>stories written by young people, most women who came of

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<v Speaker 1>age during Operation Caste Led. This was, in Rafat's words

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<v Speaker 1>from the original introduction the quote full scale military offensive

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<v Speaker 1>that Israel launched on Gaza between December twenty seventh, two

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<v Speaker 1>thousand and eight and January eighteenth, two thousand and nine.

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<v Speaker 1>Most of the stories in Gaza Writes Back were originally

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<v Speaker 1>written for Rafat's fiction and creative writing classes at the

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<v Speaker 1>Islamic University in Gaza. Many of the authors were new

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<v Speaker 1>to writing fiction and or writing at all, though some

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<v Speaker 1>were experienced bloggers documenting their experience of life under occupation.

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<v Speaker 1>Almost all of the stories were composed originally in English,

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<v Speaker 1>and again in Rafot's words quote, the stories included here

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<v Speaker 1>present in English a much needed Palestinian youth narrative without

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<v Speaker 1>the mediation or influences of translation or of non Palestinian voices.

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<v Speaker 1>Gaza Writes Back provides conclusive evidence that telling stories is

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<v Speaker 1>an act of life, that telling stories is resistance, and

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<v Speaker 1>that telling stories shapes our memories. So to get us started,

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<v Speaker 1>our first story is called the Story of the Land

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<v Speaker 1>by Sarah Ali. To Dad, I looked at his teary

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<v Speaker 1>eyes and beholding something akin to happiness. I smiled. The

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<v Speaker 1>man I have always known to be my father was back.

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<v Speaker 1>He did not look like that unfamiliar man whom I

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<v Speaker 1>could not fully recognize during the last three years. He

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<v Speaker 1>was no longer that abt minded, silent figure, gazing at

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<v Speaker 1>walls all the time and uninterestingly nodding whenever addressed by

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<v Speaker 1>anyone at home. He was there, He was present, He

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<v Speaker 1>was actually listening. As I went on bragging about a

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<v Speaker 1>high grade of mine. A phone call and a piece

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<v Speaker 1>of paper signed by some Turkish sponsored institution brought back

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<v Speaker 1>my father. I looked at his eyes again, this time

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<v Speaker 1>more carefully, for fear that my first glance was false.

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<v Speaker 1>As I saw that absolute happiness in my father's eyes,

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<v Speaker 1>a big smile made it to my face again. As

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<v Speaker 1>we now commemorate the Land Day, we honour the people

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<v Speaker 1>who stood up for their land in nineteen seventy six,

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<v Speaker 1>when Israel announced thousands of Palestinian dunams would be confiscated.

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<v Speaker 1>During marches held to protest that declaration, six people were killed.

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<v Speaker 1>The thirtieth of March brings back a memory of our land,

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<v Speaker 1>my father's land. A couple weeks ago, we got a

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<v Speaker 1>phone call informing us that my father's name had been

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<v Speaker 1>selected for a reconstruction program funded by Turkey. The program

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<v Speaker 1>aims at helping gosen farmers whose lands were damaged during

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<v Speaker 1>the Israeli offensive in two thousand and eight replant their trees.

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<v Speaker 1>It provides farmers with all types of facilitating materials, such

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<v Speaker 1>as fences, tree cuttings, seedlings, seeds, and irrigation systems. My

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<v Speaker 1>father declined to apply for those organizations that gave financial

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<v Speaker 1>compensations to farmers. How can he take money in return

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<v Speaker 1>for land. Unlike any other aid program, this program gives

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<v Speaker 1>no money to farmers. It instead helps them stand on

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<v Speaker 1>their own. Though my father was born to a family

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<v Speaker 1>of farmers, he did not follow that path. He studied

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<v Speaker 1>economics and political science in Egypt and spent most of

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<v Speaker 1>his youth working as a journalist, mainly a columnist, writing

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<v Speaker 1>about economic and political issues in newspapers in Kuwait. When

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<v Speaker 1>he was back in Gaza, though he had to take

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<v Speaker 1>care of the peace of land my grandfather left for

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<v Speaker 1>him years before, it was not difficult for him. Gradually,

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<v Speaker 1>the land became more of a passion than a profession.

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<v Speaker 1>It was one of the few things he cared about

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<v Speaker 1>the daily thing that kept him busy. It was heaven

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<v Speaker 1>on earth. During those twenty three days of the Israeli

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<v Speaker 1>attack on Gaza, we were constantly receiving news of land

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<v Speaker 1>being run over by Israeli bulldozers. We were told thousands

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<v Speaker 1>of trees were gone. We were told my uncle's trees

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<v Speaker 1>were gone. We were told our trees were gone. We

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<v Speaker 1>were told Sharga, the whole district of eastern farmland was gone.

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<v Speaker 1>But these were rumors, or so my father wanted to believe.

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<v Speaker 1>We all had hope that our land was still intact,

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<v Speaker 1>totally untouched. We were clinging to the assumption that only

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<v Speaker 1>other people's trees could get uprooted. But certainly not our beautiful,

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<v Speaker 1>unmatched olives. Certainly not the trees that were, to my

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<v Speaker 1>father the only thing he boasted of to prove he

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<v Speaker 1>was no less of a gozen than those who repeatedly

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<v Speaker 1>reproached him, for, as they put it, recklessly leaving the

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<v Speaker 1>land of black Gold, where they assumed he swam in

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<v Speaker 1>Kuwaiti oil pools every day, and for coming to live

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<v Speaker 1>here with a small H. My father looked at it

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<v Speaker 1>quite differently, For here with a capital H, he always

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<v Speaker 1>believed is the land of al Zeate al mukatas the

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<v Speaker 1>holy oil. Gaza's sky was blue again. Things were over.

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<v Speaker 1>The news said things were over. My father went there.

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<v Speaker 1>He went to check up on the land with a

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<v Speaker 1>capital H. He put his faith in his olives being

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<v Speaker 1>an exception, and he went there. He put his faith

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<v Speaker 1>in that little white spot in the heart of the

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<v Speaker 1>bulldozer's operator, who my father supposed could not have resisted

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<v Speaker 1>the beauty of our land, and who listened to his

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<v Speaker 1>inn it good being that told him not to run

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<v Speaker 1>over this land. He had faith in the goodness of man,

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<v Speaker 1>and he went there. He put his faith in God,

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<v Speaker 1>and he went there. My brother, who accompanied him, told

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<v Speaker 1>us later that all they saw as they walked was

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<v Speaker 1>ruined lands filled with bulldozed dead trees, which seemed to

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<v Speaker 1>suffice for their family's need of firewood for years to come.

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<v Speaker 1>My brother said, Dad started crying as he saw people crying.

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<v Speaker 1>They went on. They saw more toppled trees, feeble and defeated.

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<v Speaker 1>They went on. There was the heaven. The scene of

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<v Speaker 1>our land was not shocking. Simply put, our trees were

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<v Speaker 1>no exception. Our trees were gone. A miscellany of affliction

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<v Speaker 1>and denial took over the place. My father's faith, I

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<v Speaker 1>could tell, was smashed into little pieces. The world seemed

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<v Speaker 1>like an ugly place. One of our trees, which later

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<v Speaker 1>became the subject matter the whole neighborhood spoke of, was

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<v Speaker 1>still standing there. Just one week before the attacks. My

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<v Speaker 1>father told my brother how slanted this tree was and

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<v Speaker 1>how quickly they needed to get rid of it. They

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<v Speaker 1>were planning to cut it, and yet ironically it was

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<v Speaker 1>the only tree the Israeli army left out of boredom

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<v Speaker 1>or mercy, I cannot tell, but it was still there Later,

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<v Speaker 1>whenever my cousins wanted to make Dad feel less terrible

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<v Speaker 1>about it, they made fun of the whole thing. How

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<v Speaker 1>the hell did the soldiers know you were planning to

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<v Speaker 1>cut it anyway, and so decided not to cut it themselves,

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<v Speaker 1>my cousins would remark. Everyone would start laughing, but Ad

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<v Speaker 1>did not. His land and olive groves were not laughing

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<v Speaker 1>matters to him. When my father and brother were home

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<v Speaker 1>that day, my brother started telling us about what he saw.

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<v Speaker 1>He told us that the trees were uprooted al Shajar Tchejarref.

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<v Speaker 1>He kept repeating. My father was in his room crying.

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<v Speaker 1>During the weeks that followed my father's visit to the land,

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<v Speaker 1>he had a daily schedule. In the morning, he prayed

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<v Speaker 1>and read Koran. At night he cried. Speaking about the land,

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<v Speaker 1>the houses, and generally the financial losses during or right

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<v Speaker 1>after the Israeli offensive would have sounded very selfish and

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<v Speaker 1>indifferent to others. When people are dying, you do not

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<v Speaker 1>speak of your beautiful house that was leveled to the ground.

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<v Speaker 1>When people are losing their legs and arms, leaving them

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<v Speaker 1>disabled for the rest of their lives. You do not

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<v Speaker 1>speak of your fancy car that once looked like a

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<v Speaker 1>vase adorning the streets of your modest neighborhood, and that

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<v Speaker 1>is now a gray wreck. When a mother is burying

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<v Speaker 1>her child before she could say goodbye, you do not

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<v Speaker 1>speak of your land and your trees that were mercilessly uprooted.

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<v Speaker 1>Those people speak, they cry, they mourn. You listen, and

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<v Speaker 1>for the memory of your insignificant little misery, you grieve

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<v Speaker 1>in silence. And that seemed to have amassed more agony

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<v Speaker 1>over Dad's pain. Recently, I went to father to get

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<v Speaker 1>accurate information about the trees that were uprooted their numbers

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<v Speaker 1>and their age. Why are you asking? Are you applying

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<v Speaker 1>for one of those charity institutions that offer some money

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<v Speaker 1>in a bag of flower instead of helping people plant

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<v Speaker 1>the trees? Again? Are you we do not need those?

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<v Speaker 1>The guy I met from the reconstruction program called last

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<v Speaker 1>week and they already sent laborers and farmers to start

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<v Speaker 1>their job. Do you still want to apply for charity? No, baba,

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<v Speaker 1>I am just writing something for my blog blog, okay,

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<v Speaker 1>whatever that is? So? How many trees were uprooted? One

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<v Speaker 1>hundred eighty olive trees, I guess, and one hundred eighty

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<v Speaker 1>nine olive trees, one hundred sixty lemon trees, fourteen guava trees?

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<v Speaker 1>He bellowed, angry that I missed the exact number. Embarrassed,

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<v Speaker 1>I lowered my head and wondered why I.

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<v Speaker 3>Was doing this to myself.

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<v Speaker 1>My thoughts were interrupted when he went on, next time

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<v Speaker 1>you decide to do whatever it is you want to do,

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<v Speaker 1>right now, get your numbers straight. I made no reply.

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<v Speaker 1>You hear me, there were one hundred eighty nine olive trees,

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<v Speaker 1>not one hundred eighty, not one hundred eighty one, not

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<v Speaker 1>even one hundred eighty eight one hundred eighty nine olive trees.

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<v Speaker 1>He left the room for a few minutes afterwards, Guilt

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<v Speaker 1>was all I could feel. That an Israeli soldier could

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<v Speaker 1>buldoze one hundred eighty nine olive trees on the land

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<v Speaker 1>he claims as part of the God given land is

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<v Speaker 1>something I will never comprehend. Did he not the possibility

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<v Speaker 1>that God might get angry? Did he not realize that

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<v Speaker 1>it was a tree he was running over? If a

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<v Speaker 1>Palestinian bulldozer wherever invented ha Ha, I know, and I

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<v Speaker 1>were given the chance to be in an orchard in Haifa,

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<v Speaker 1>for instance, I would never uproot a tree, and ISRAELI planted.

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<v Speaker 1>No Palestinian would to Palestinians that the tree is sacred

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<v Speaker 1>and so is the land bearing it. And as I

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<v Speaker 1>talk about Gaza, I remember that Gaza is but a

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<v Speaker 1>little part of Palestine. I remember that Palestine is bigger

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<v Speaker 1>than Gaza. Palestine is the West Bank. Palestine is Romallah,

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<v Speaker 1>Palestine is Nobleus Palestine, as Jenin Palestine is tolk Arm.

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<v Speaker 1>Palestine is Bethlehem. Palestine most importantly is Yafa and Haffa

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<v Speaker 1>and Akka and all those cities that Israel wants us

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<v Speaker 1>to forget about today. I came to realize that it

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<v Speaker 1>was not the phone call that brought my father back,

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<v Speaker 1>or was it the paper signed by the AID Institution.

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<v Speaker 1>It was the memory of the land being revived that

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<v Speaker 1>brought him back. It was the memory of olive trees,

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<v Speaker 1>giving that sense of security each time he sat under them,

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<v Speaker 1>enjoying their shade and dodging the burning rays of the sun.

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<v Speaker 1>It was the memory of the golden oil, the best

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<v Speaker 1>and purest oil, being poured into jerry cans and handed

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<v Speaker 1>to family and friends as precious gifts. It was the

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<v Speaker 1>memory of long years of cherishing the land, years of

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<v Speaker 1>giving and belonging. Between my father and his land is

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<v Speaker 1>an unbreakable bond. Between Palestinians and their land is an

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<v Speaker 1>unbreakable bond. By uprooting plants and cutting trees continually, Israel

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<v Speaker 1>tries to break that bond and impose its own rules

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<v Speaker 1>of despair on Palestinians. By replanting their trees over and

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<v Speaker 1>over again. Palestinians are rejecting Israel's rules.

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<v Speaker 3>My land, my.

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<v Speaker 1>Rules, says Dad. Yep, that's the story. Sarah, who wrote

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<v Speaker 1>this story, says this about it. I originally wrote this

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<v Speaker 1>story when I was a teenager and later revisited and

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<v Speaker 1>rewrote it for Gaza writes back, looking back, I can

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<v Speaker 1>see that it is quite raw, slash immature, and reflects

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<v Speaker 1>the inexperience of a young writer. At times. It even

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<v Speaker 1>feels a little corny to me.

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<v Speaker 3>Now.

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<v Speaker 1>Nevertheless, it remains very special to me because it is

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<v Speaker 1>rooted in a real experience connected to my father's land,

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<v Speaker 1>which was repeatedly destroyed by Israeli occupation. Forces that personal

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<v Speaker 1>history is at the heart of the story and continues

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<v Speaker 1>to give it a meaning to me. And h who

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<v Speaker 1>what do I have to say about this story? I mean,

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<v Speaker 1>I think the story speaks for itself in so many ways.

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<v Speaker 1>And I think that this is the power of story

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<v Speaker 1>and memoirs to take something that is a news article,

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<v Speaker 1>even to a you know, well meaning free Palestine, anti

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<v Speaker 1>Zionist person in the West. You read about like trees destroyed,

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<v Speaker 1>even numbers of trees destroyed, which is so important in

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<v Speaker 1>this story, and it's not quite this is what happened

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<v Speaker 1>to my father when one hundred and eighty nine olive

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<v Speaker 1>trees were destroyed on his land.

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<v Speaker 4>You know.

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<v Speaker 1>And the other thing that sticks to me. Okay, there's

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<v Speaker 1>this drive to go on sometimes through Appalachia and there's

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<v Speaker 1>this big billboard and it's the middle of a forest,

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<v Speaker 1>you know. The highway's cutting through the forest and the

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<v Speaker 1>billboard there's a bunch of trees that were cut down

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<v Speaker 1>on a hill to make a room for this billboard,

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<v Speaker 1>and it says there is evidence for God. And all

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<v Speaker 1>I can think is like, yeah, and you cut it

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<v Speaker 1>down to put up that billboard, you know, because the

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<v Speaker 1>holiness and the divinity of land itself is so self evident.

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<v Speaker 1>I like the way that this story carries that Ideatually.

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<v Speaker 1>I do snarky ad transitions and I don't know, I

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<v Speaker 1>don't feel like it. Here's ads.

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<v Speaker 3>They allow us to have this show, I guess.

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<v Speaker 1>And we're back. So Rafata Larier, who's the editor of

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<v Speaker 1>that book that we're going to, continued to talk about

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<v Speaker 1>quotes Sama ol One in his introduction to the book, quote,

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<v Speaker 1>there was too much pain in those twenty three days,

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<v Speaker 1>and some of us who wrote about cast led did

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<v Speaker 1>so to heal some of the pain caused by the

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<v Speaker 1>horrendous memories. And no matter how beautiful, the spirit of

0:16:45.520 --> 0:16:49.400
<v Speaker 1>resistance that overwhelmed us this beauty should never override the

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<v Speaker 1>ugliness of pure injustice. Our second story is called l

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<v Speaker 1>for Life by Hanan Habashi. How are you, Baba? It's

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<v Speaker 1>been ages since I last sat and talked to you.

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<v Speaker 1>I nearly forgot about my promise to write to you

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<v Speaker 1>whenever happiness sneaks into my little heart. I'm afraid a

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<v Speaker 1>letter filled with happiness risks never being written. So let

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<v Speaker 1>me write to you without conditions. Don't deprive me of

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<v Speaker 1>the sense of satisfaction I used to get when addressing you.

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<v Speaker 1>Today marks eleven years since the day you were gone.

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<v Speaker 1>But only now am I starting to realize how dearly

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<v Speaker 1>I miss you, how your loss is too awful. A beast,

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<v Speaker 1>a conquer you know you are sorely needed. My only

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<v Speaker 1>solace is that I know you feel my thoughts. Life

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<v Speaker 1>has become more painfully complex than getting a good grade

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<v Speaker 1>in history or going out with Aunti Karama's family. Life

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<v Speaker 1>is never that simple. What to tell you, Gaza is

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<v Speaker 1>frustrating these days, well, these years. It's a good exercise

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<v Speaker 1>and patience. At least this summer is the worst of

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<v Speaker 1>all summers that passed without you breathing some good air

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<v Speaker 1>has become a luxury we cannot always afford. When nothingness

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<v Speaker 1>takes over, which happens quite too often. I sit in

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<v Speaker 1>my room, which is fully exposed to the sun, gazing

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<v Speaker 1>at the tiny mark of the gunshop and the ugly

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<v Speaker 1>crack it left there. Yes, that very same crack on

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<v Speaker 1>the wall caused by his rifle, such an eyesore. Other

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<v Speaker 1>times I would gaze at it, trying to recall how

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<v Speaker 1>that soldier might look like. That huge creature grabbed you

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<v Speaker 1>out of my bed and didn't give you a chance

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<v Speaker 1>to finish my bedtime story. I cannot remember anything but

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<v Speaker 1>his dusty black boots and the frightening rifle. So many

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<v Speaker 1>times I tried to imagine how he would look like,

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<v Speaker 1>and always ended up believing he is no more than

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<v Speaker 1>a faceless monster. Maybe I have gone too far, thinking

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<v Speaker 1>of him, of his life, of his family, of his

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<v Speaker 1>wife whom he loves, of his smart kid who can

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<v Speaker 1>get a good grade, and mad of him laughing and

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<v Speaker 1>crying Baba. What would make this kind of human rejoice

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<v Speaker 1>over the fact that I am living the agony of

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<v Speaker 1>being fatherless with an uncompleted story. It is when darkness

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<v Speaker 1>prevails that I sit by the window to look past

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<v Speaker 1>all those electricity free houses. Smell the sweet scent of

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<v Speaker 1>a calm, gossen night, feel the fresh air going straight

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<v Speaker 1>to my heart. And think of you, of me, of Palestine,

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<v Speaker 1>of the crack of the blank wall, of you, of Mama,

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<v Speaker 1>of you, of my history, class, of you, of God,

0:19:35.840 --> 0:19:40.520
<v Speaker 1>of Palestine, of our incomplete story. I enjoy bringing to

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<v Speaker 1>my mind your tender voice narrating the story of Fair.

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<v Speaker 1>I still remember how I cheerfully beamed when you told

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<v Speaker 1>me that Fair and I are so much alike, that

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<v Speaker 1>he has my wild eyes and I his sheepish smile.

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<v Speaker 1>I have not yet known who he is or where

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<v Speaker 1>in life he stands, but I believe I had always

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<v Speaker 1>trusted your heroes. I can never forget how your dazzling

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<v Speaker 1>eyes had brightened when you recalled him planting some olive

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<v Speaker 1>seedlings in the back yard of the orphanage. God blessed

0:20:10.400 --> 0:20:13.720
<v Speaker 1>the smile on your face. God bless the seeds under

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<v Speaker 1>the ground. I can never forget how you looked me

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<v Speaker 1>in the eyes and said, he is a boy who

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<v Speaker 1>lost his whole family to death, but never lost faith

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<v Speaker 1>in life. I want you to be as strong, Baba.

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<v Speaker 1>Do you remember when I asked you if he was

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<v Speaker 1>strong enough to wrestle in israeligh soldier. You grinned, you

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<v Speaker 1>always did, but you didn't answer me. You wanted me

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<v Speaker 1>to figure things out on my own. You told me

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<v Speaker 1>he was only twelve years old when one of the

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<v Speaker 1>orphanage girls AML started trembling, hallucinating and sweating. But nobody

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<v Speaker 1>there had the guts to break the military curfew to

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<v Speaker 1>die there. However, did go out to bring a doctor

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<v Speaker 1>for am All, And then and then Helen earth, Baba,

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<v Speaker 1>and then you are no more. I don't remember when

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<v Speaker 1>exactly I started to care about completing their's story. But

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<v Speaker 1>whenever I ventured to think of giving it a proper ending,

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<v Speaker 1>I would get tired and the weight in my head

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<v Speaker 1>would grow heavier. I could not do it on my own.

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<v Speaker 1>I thought I had to think twice, once for me

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<v Speaker 1>and once for you. I have tried my best, Baba,

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<v Speaker 1>doing so is not easy. Nonetheless, of all the people

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<v Speaker 1>around me, you know best that it takes two to

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<v Speaker 1>complete a story. It always does. I hated the fact

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<v Speaker 1>that I might have been driven by curiosity in the

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<v Speaker 1>sheer love of endings. The air is another you in

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<v Speaker 1>my life, just like your photo that stands above the

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<v Speaker 1>repugnant crack and your cafea whose rich black was worn

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<v Speaker 1>out to a glorious gray. They are all living parts

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<v Speaker 1>of you. I had to believe that it is the

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<v Speaker 1>fear of losing yet more of my father that pushed

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<v Speaker 1>me there. I thought once I thought of your soulmate, Mamma.

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<v Speaker 1>I thought you must have talked to her about Fyeir.

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<v Speaker 1>I imagined you both had spent nights admiring his eyes

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<v Speaker 1>and smile. For I can clearly remember when you got together,

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<v Speaker 1>which was some kind of a luxury for Mamma. Talks

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<v Speaker 1>between you did not end. I sometimes travel to specific memories.

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<v Speaker 1>I hear the timber of your voice and the echo

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<v Speaker 1>of Mamma's laughter, laughter which died long ago. But don't

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<v Speaker 1>you worry. Mamma never fails to smile. I know I

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<v Speaker 1>shouldn't bother you, Baba, but you've got to know that

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<v Speaker 1>every passing day Mamma's getting frailer. I always wonder what

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<v Speaker 1>does she know which I don't, which makes her go

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<v Speaker 1>on in a life of bitter loneliness. She must know

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<v Speaker 1>much right, thinking that she knew Theyeir, I once plainly

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<v Speaker 1>asked her what happened to thee In the end, she

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<v Speaker 1>washed the last dish, turned the tap off, and started

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<v Speaker 1>at the sink. For some time, I felt like she

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<v Speaker 1>was about to give me the healing answer, but she

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<v Speaker 1>at once retracted. Who's there, she asked, narrowing her eyes. Feir,

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<v Speaker 1>I answered then, seeing uneasiness drawn on her face, I repeated, Faeire,

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<v Speaker 1>my father's fair. In every move she made, in every

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<v Speaker 1>word she didn't say, I could see the glint of

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<v Speaker 1>a story in the distance. She used her silence to

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<v Speaker 1>shield the chaos I spotted in her eyes. Mamma Fire,

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<v Speaker 1>the strong kid who planted olive trees at the orphanage.

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<v Speaker 1>I went on, trying to get her to talk strong. Huh,

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<v Speaker 1>doesn't matter how strong you are pretend to be. Life

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<v Speaker 1>is going to get to you sometimes. And that doesn't

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<v Speaker 1>make you weak, sweetheart, it makes you human. I know, Baba,

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<v Speaker 1>you don't know this new woman. I don't either. I

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<v Speaker 1>like to call it wisdom. Mam has become cynical, unfortunately,

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<v Speaker 1>but she gained a lot of wisdom. Nonetheless, believing that

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<v Speaker 1>her answer had nothing to do with your fair, I

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<v Speaker 1>asked her again if she knew what happened to him,

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<v Speaker 1>and whether he got back to the orphanage or not

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<v Speaker 1>he got back home. Indeed, we all will, she whispered

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<v Speaker 1>under her breath. I spent that night thinking of Fayer's home,

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<v Speaker 1>of the distant life in Mamma's eyes. I kept wondering

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<v Speaker 1>what's more torturous, the awful buzz of the drone outside

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<v Speaker 1>or the sounds of some tough questions inside. I guess

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<v Speaker 1>I eventually slept with no answer, thanking the drone for

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<v Speaker 1>not giving my inner uproar any chance to abate. Here's

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<v Speaker 1>where I have to do an ad break and again

0:24:46.520 --> 0:24:50.160
<v Speaker 1>just not feeling the well. Imagine your own snarky ad break.

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<v Speaker 1>Enter back. Two weeks ago, Grandfather went out with Abu

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<v Speaker 1>Farras a neighbor to get the UNRWA food coupons. He

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<v Speaker 1>left home sane and returned crazy. That's simple, Abu Faras says.

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<v Speaker 1>Grandpa waited three solid hours under the burning sun in

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<v Speaker 1>the long queue. When he was finally about to get

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<v Speaker 1>the coupon, he asked the man there, what are you

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<v Speaker 1>offering me? His answer was simple food? And when exactly

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<v Speaker 1>am I going to get my jaffa with this coupon?

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<v Speaker 1>Grandpa cried out. You can imagine what kind of hullabaloo

0:25:41.800 --> 0:25:45.359
<v Speaker 1>took place. But everything calmed down when Abu Faras forced

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<v Speaker 1>him back home. I don't like to think much of

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<v Speaker 1>the incident. I know that ever since you've been gone,

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<v Speaker 1>his life is entirely devoted to the grief over a

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<v Speaker 1>lemon tree and a dear son. Now he is no

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<v Speaker 1>longer the man I would talk to for hours. It

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<v Speaker 1>doesn't believe any more, doesn't believe in me, he says.

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<v Speaker 1>People fight and die to regain our Palestine, but those

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<v Speaker 1>freedom fighters don't come back, nor does Palestine. He swears.

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<v Speaker 1>You are now in Japho, sitting by a lemon tree,

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<v Speaker 1>enjoying the sun disappearing into the blue of our marvelous sea.

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<v Speaker 1>Grandfather says you would never come back, for who on

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<v Speaker 1>earth would leave the paradise of Japho. I am day

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<v Speaker 1>after day, falling in love with the years that dwell

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<v Speaker 1>in his wrinkled face, and the memories of old days

0:26:34.359 --> 0:26:37.640
<v Speaker 1>which are the beats of his weak heart. You have

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<v Speaker 1>to expect that. I ask Grandfather about the air. He

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<v Speaker 1>immediately replied fay Air refused to share a breath with

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<v Speaker 1>this dirty world. He chose to grow up somewhere else.

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<v Speaker 1>Don't give me that ridiculous face. Yes, dead people do

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<v Speaker 1>grow up, but don't you ever believe that they grow older?

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<v Speaker 1>This answer was even more confusing than Mamma's. I don't

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<v Speaker 1>believe you. Thierre could never have considered death as an option.

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<v Speaker 1>And what about a man? Was he selfish enough to

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<v Speaker 1>leave her to die? I cried, who is a male?

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<v Speaker 1>Grandpa asked, with no sense of concern. For some reason,

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<v Speaker 1>I felt relieved. I smiled and answered, my grown up friend,

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<v Speaker 1>you should meet her some time. I told him I

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<v Speaker 1>intended to visit Aunty Carama the next day and asked

0:27:24.920 --> 0:27:27.320
<v Speaker 1>if he would like to come. He said he could

0:27:27.320 --> 0:27:31.560
<v Speaker 1>no longer tolerate children and full houses. I couldn't care less.

0:27:32.160 --> 0:27:36.040
<v Speaker 1>I kissed his forehead. It smelled like the fragrance of

0:27:36.119 --> 0:27:39.680
<v Speaker 1>lemon blossoms. I felt like he had planted a lemon

0:27:39.800 --> 0:27:44.440
<v Speaker 1>orchard in his cavernous wrinkles. Baba, how could he dare

0:27:44.560 --> 0:27:48.639
<v Speaker 1>say Thyer was dead? He himself couldn't believe it. I

0:27:48.720 --> 0:27:52.440
<v Speaker 1>celebrated every new moment added to Fayre's life. I had

0:27:52.440 --> 0:27:54.800
<v Speaker 1>to be thankful for my faith, for you have to

0:27:54.840 --> 0:27:57.000
<v Speaker 1>make that leap of faith. If you ever want to heal,

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<v Speaker 1>years may be the length of one's life, the faith

0:28:00.840 --> 0:28:05.640
<v Speaker 1>is undoubtedly the width. The next day, I woke up

0:28:05.680 --> 0:28:09.800
<v Speaker 1>really early. I, for my very first time, watched the

0:28:09.840 --> 0:28:13.399
<v Speaker 1>sunrise with a dimmed light around me. The world looked

0:28:13.440 --> 0:28:15.840
<v Speaker 1>just like how I felt. And that was when I

0:28:15.880 --> 0:28:20.080
<v Speaker 1>looked deep, deep down and started to break apart, not

0:28:20.160 --> 0:28:24.040
<v Speaker 1>because I wanted to, but because I couldn't stop. I

0:28:24.080 --> 0:28:26.360
<v Speaker 1>started to wonder if the things I am living for

0:28:26.600 --> 0:28:29.880
<v Speaker 1>are worth dying for. I started to think of everything

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<v Speaker 1>I had in life. Although I have lots of things,

0:28:32.800 --> 0:28:35.880
<v Speaker 1>they never seem to be necessary. Every time I think

0:28:35.920 --> 0:28:38.800
<v Speaker 1>I had it the way I really fancy, it twists

0:28:38.800 --> 0:28:42.720
<v Speaker 1>and turns and slips away. I didn't fuel your soul around.

0:28:43.280 --> 0:28:45.840
<v Speaker 1>Though I tried to dream you closer, it stayed away,

0:28:46.080 --> 0:28:50.200
<v Speaker 1>just like before I knew it was about Thayer. I

0:28:50.320 --> 0:28:52.840
<v Speaker 1>was afraid that I would fall asleep again, knowing that

0:28:52.920 --> 0:28:56.360
<v Speaker 1>he'll always be the story with no ending. I knew

0:28:56.480 --> 0:28:59.600
<v Speaker 1>that you were just a story away, a story away.

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<v Speaker 1>Because I could no longer wait to know what happened

0:29:03.400 --> 0:29:06.840
<v Speaker 1>to Thayer, I spared the sun two hours to take

0:29:06.880 --> 0:29:10.800
<v Speaker 1>its favorite place in that awe inspiring sky. The weather

0:29:10.880 --> 0:29:14.760
<v Speaker 1>had not yet decided its attitude. The cool air was deceiving.

0:29:15.280 --> 0:29:18.440
<v Speaker 1>So I put your glorious kafia around my neck and

0:29:18.480 --> 0:29:23.520
<v Speaker 1>I unwaveringly went out. I trusted life that day. Grandfather

0:29:23.920 --> 0:29:28.200
<v Speaker 1>might think that's naive, but you wouldn't. I believe life

0:29:28.240 --> 0:29:32.520
<v Speaker 1>is one of the few that is trustworthy. They say

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<v Speaker 1>to find something, anything, a great truth or a lost

0:29:35.760 --> 0:29:38.640
<v Speaker 1>pair of glasses, you must first believe there will be

0:29:38.680 --> 0:29:42.520
<v Speaker 1>some advantage in finding it. And what an advantage, baba.

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<v Speaker 1>When I finally reached Auntie Karama's house, I knocked on

0:29:46.600 --> 0:29:50.719
<v Speaker 1>the door impatiently. I waited more than ten minutes outside.

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<v Speaker 1>Nobody answered my continuous knocks. I was about to return

0:29:54.440 --> 0:29:58.680
<v Speaker 1>home when Aunty opened the door. She was asleep. How

0:29:58.680 --> 0:30:01.800
<v Speaker 1>could she sleep while I didn't know where Thayer's story ends.

0:30:02.680 --> 0:30:05.840
<v Speaker 1>She welcomed me inside and excused me to change her clothes.

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<v Speaker 1>Please don't, I hastily replied to her apology. She raised

0:30:10.600 --> 0:30:14.560
<v Speaker 1>her eyebrows, turned pale, and said, what's the matter with you?

0:30:15.040 --> 0:30:17.840
<v Speaker 1>Something must have happened to your grandfather, or what on

0:30:17.880 --> 0:30:19.960
<v Speaker 1>earth could bring you this early when you haven't visited

0:30:20.000 --> 0:30:23.640
<v Speaker 1>me in months? Oh God, what happened to him. I

0:30:23.680 --> 0:30:26.160
<v Speaker 1>had to calm her down and drive away her worries.

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<v Speaker 1>It's their who brought me this early, I said, yes, Baba,

0:30:31.400 --> 0:30:34.760
<v Speaker 1>I asked Auntie Karama. I had to, for I knew

0:30:34.760 --> 0:30:36.840
<v Speaker 1>she was your closest friend ever since you were a

0:30:36.840 --> 0:30:41.800
<v Speaker 1>little kid who couldn't spell Palestine. She always prides herself

0:30:41.800 --> 0:30:43.560
<v Speaker 1>on the fact that she taught you to spell it

0:30:43.760 --> 0:30:48.040
<v Speaker 1>just right. You had always believed in its bigness. P

0:30:48.360 --> 0:30:53.920
<v Speaker 1>for passion, A for aspiration, L for life, E for existence,

0:30:54.520 --> 0:30:59.200
<v Speaker 1>S for sanity, T for trust, I for you, N

0:30:59.320 --> 0:31:04.160
<v Speaker 1>for nation, E for exultation, and then you wrote it

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<v Speaker 1>just right. You wrote it everywhere you could, on walls,

0:31:07.640 --> 0:31:11.440
<v Speaker 1>on tables, You carved the stunning letters into trees and

0:31:11.600 --> 0:31:15.400
<v Speaker 1>ended up with them engraved in your heart. What about Thyer,

0:31:15.560 --> 0:31:19.040
<v Speaker 1>She bluntly answered my direct question. Hope found its way

0:31:19.080 --> 0:31:21.320
<v Speaker 1>back to my heart to congratulate me on the fact

0:31:21.360 --> 0:31:24.640
<v Speaker 1>that Aunty did know Fayre. I mean, what happened to

0:31:24.720 --> 0:31:26.600
<v Speaker 1>him in the end? Did he manage to get his

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<v Speaker 1>way back to the orphanage? Did a mall survive? I asked,

0:31:30.360 --> 0:31:33.360
<v Speaker 1>but she chose not to give an answer. Truth be told,

0:31:33.920 --> 0:31:37.280
<v Speaker 1>I was disappointed. I felt you didn't trust my heart,

0:31:37.720 --> 0:31:40.120
<v Speaker 1>you didn't want me to get any closer to your story.

0:31:41.560 --> 0:31:44.160
<v Speaker 1>She returned dressed in black and said, get up, we

0:31:44.200 --> 0:31:47.800
<v Speaker 1>are going somewhere special. With my teary eyes, I gazed

0:31:47.840 --> 0:31:50.200
<v Speaker 1>at her and said, where on this part of the

0:31:50.200 --> 0:31:53.640
<v Speaker 1>planet is there somewhere special. She got angry at my

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<v Speaker 1>answer and said, I am not worthy of knowing thyer

0:31:56.040 --> 0:31:58.120
<v Speaker 1>in the first place. If I didn't believe in this

0:31:58.240 --> 0:32:02.040
<v Speaker 1>part of the planet, have to know that. I felt ashamed.

0:32:03.120 --> 0:32:05.760
<v Speaker 1>We eventually left. She took me to places I have

0:32:05.840 --> 0:32:09.080
<v Speaker 1>never been to. The narrow, dark roads of the camp

0:32:09.200 --> 0:32:13.640
<v Speaker 1>captivated my heart. I felt that bitter sweet sensation. I

0:32:13.680 --> 0:32:16.080
<v Speaker 1>felt you were there. I was sure you were there.

0:32:17.040 --> 0:32:20.360
<v Speaker 1>On our way to the special place, Aunty Karama didn't

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<v Speaker 1>stop talking about every single family in the camp. Stories

0:32:24.400 --> 0:32:28.000
<v Speaker 1>of deep agony were our companions. I asked her how

0:32:28.040 --> 0:32:30.840
<v Speaker 1>she could know all these stories. She said that our

0:32:30.920 --> 0:32:34.680
<v Speaker 1>nakba is no secret. I admired her more than ever.

0:32:35.320 --> 0:32:37.360
<v Speaker 1>In my eyes, she had been no more than a

0:32:37.440 --> 0:32:40.840
<v Speaker 1>dull history teacher. It was the first time I knew

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<v Speaker 1>that she refused to get promoted to be more than

0:32:43.600 --> 0:32:47.640
<v Speaker 1>a third grade teacher. She believed in children. She said,

0:32:47.680 --> 0:32:50.160
<v Speaker 1>she couldn't leave the hope that resides in their pure

0:32:50.400 --> 0:32:55.640
<v Speaker 1>little hearts. Here we are, she said, I was totally surprised.

0:32:56.240 --> 0:33:00.440
<v Speaker 1>Was it even a place? I went in speechless. Auntie

0:33:00.480 --> 0:33:03.200
<v Speaker 1>Karama seemed to enjoy the remnants of a burned house.

0:33:03.880 --> 0:33:06.560
<v Speaker 1>A scent coming out of the earth enveloped me. I

0:33:06.600 --> 0:33:10.520
<v Speaker 1>couldn't wave it away. Auntie's smiling silence started to press

0:33:10.560 --> 0:33:13.719
<v Speaker 1>heavier on my heart. I lost sense of the place.

0:33:14.280 --> 0:33:20.400
<v Speaker 1>I'm nowhere, I'm everywhere, I'm here. Auntie's fruity voice finally

0:33:20.440 --> 0:33:22.680
<v Speaker 1>came to life such that you wouldn't believe it had

0:33:22.680 --> 0:33:26.880
<v Speaker 1>ever been silent. Goodness. Can you feel it? Your father

0:33:26.960 --> 0:33:30.640
<v Speaker 1>spent his entire youth teaching the kids here to spell Palestine,

0:33:31.280 --> 0:33:35.520
<v Speaker 1>P for passion, A for aspiration, L for life, E

0:33:35.640 --> 0:33:40.360
<v Speaker 1>for existence, S for sanity, T for trust, I for you,

0:33:41.440 --> 0:33:47.160
<v Speaker 1>N for nation, E for exultation. I, for a few seconds,

0:33:47.240 --> 0:33:51.959
<v Speaker 1>was afraid that she too had gone crazy. Which kids, Auntie,

0:33:52.120 --> 0:33:55.160
<v Speaker 1>your special place is no more than a wasteland, I spoke. Finally,

0:33:56.240 --> 0:33:58.960
<v Speaker 1>she swallowed what seemed to be a great deal of anger.

0:33:59.480 --> 0:34:02.480
<v Speaker 1>She went back to the ruins. She smiled, she laughed,

0:34:02.560 --> 0:34:06.520
<v Speaker 1>she cried. She went on sighing. Now, what does your

0:34:06.520 --> 0:34:09.560
<v Speaker 1>place have to do with Thayer and Amal? I interrupted

0:34:09.600 --> 0:34:15.280
<v Speaker 1>her ongoing sighs. You know what, Mariam, you blew it. However,

0:34:15.440 --> 0:34:19.040
<v Speaker 1>I've always believed life is about second chances. You hardly

0:34:19.040 --> 0:34:21.920
<v Speaker 1>ever deserve them, but at some point we all need them,

0:34:22.560 --> 0:34:26.440
<v Speaker 1>she tenderly replied to my rudeness. She went on, asking me,

0:34:27.200 --> 0:34:29.760
<v Speaker 1>if you prayed for courage, does God give you courage

0:34:30.200 --> 0:34:33.760
<v Speaker 1>or the chance to be courageous? If you prayed for truth,

0:34:33.840 --> 0:34:36.640
<v Speaker 1>does God give you his truth in your hand or

0:34:36.719 --> 0:34:41.120
<v Speaker 1>the chance to open your eyes? Life takes work, I believe,

0:34:41.440 --> 0:34:46.160
<v Speaker 1>I briefly answered. Then open your eyes, sweetheart, look past

0:34:46.200 --> 0:34:49.680
<v Speaker 1>the burned house. You'll find the answer by yourself. I

0:34:49.719 --> 0:34:52.839
<v Speaker 1>believe in you, I believe in whomever your father told

0:34:52.840 --> 0:34:56.600
<v Speaker 1>the story of Feyer, she said, smiling at my teary eyes.

0:34:57.280 --> 0:35:00.840
<v Speaker 1>I couldn't see anything, Babab. Nothing caught my bleeding heart.

0:35:01.440 --> 0:35:04.480
<v Speaker 1>I felt ashamed. I felt you deserved a better successor.

0:35:05.400 --> 0:35:08.360
<v Speaker 1>I lowered my head to the ground. I smiled, I laughed,

0:35:08.400 --> 0:35:11.239
<v Speaker 1>I cried. I kept on sighing at the sight of

0:35:11.280 --> 0:35:13.840
<v Speaker 1>the olive tree, standing alive at the very edge of

0:35:13.880 --> 0:35:19.120
<v Speaker 1>the burned house of the Orphanage, Thayer's seeds grew up.

0:35:19.520 --> 0:35:23.000
<v Speaker 1>Nothing else was left, but the tree was enough for me, Ramal,

0:35:23.320 --> 0:35:27.920
<v Speaker 1>for their and for you, my dearest Baba. It is

0:35:27.920 --> 0:35:30.920
<v Speaker 1>when darkness prevails that I sit by the window to

0:35:31.000 --> 0:35:35.200
<v Speaker 1>look past all those electricity free houses, smell the sweet

0:35:35.239 --> 0:35:38.200
<v Speaker 1>scent of a calm, gosen night, feel the fresh air

0:35:38.280 --> 0:35:40.840
<v Speaker 1>going straight to my heart, and I think of you,

0:35:41.280 --> 0:35:45.280
<v Speaker 1>of me, of Palestine, of the Orphanage, of the olive tree,

0:35:45.520 --> 0:35:48.640
<v Speaker 1>of you, of a mall, of Mama, of you, of

0:35:48.719 --> 0:35:52.360
<v Speaker 1>my history, class of Aunti Karama, of you, of God,

0:35:52.800 --> 0:35:59.960
<v Speaker 1>of Palestine, of Thier's story. That's the end of that story.

0:36:00.920 --> 0:36:03.840
<v Speaker 1>Ah Lord, What do I have to say about this story?

0:36:05.280 --> 0:36:07.240
<v Speaker 1>I almost feel selfish in the way that the story

0:36:07.239 --> 0:36:11.160
<v Speaker 1>connects with me. But my Irish grandmother went by, Baba,

0:36:11.600 --> 0:36:14.600
<v Speaker 1>and I don't know why. So immediately when I start

0:36:14.640 --> 0:36:17.960
<v Speaker 1>this story, I think about my grandmother who always talked

0:36:17.960 --> 0:36:22.880
<v Speaker 1>to the dead. She lost her son like when he

0:36:22.960 --> 0:36:26.319
<v Speaker 1>was you know, a young man, and she never you know,

0:36:26.440 --> 0:36:29.719
<v Speaker 1>really recovered from it, and she would walk around and

0:36:29.840 --> 0:36:33.080
<v Speaker 1>she would talk to him, and it kind of I

0:36:33.080 --> 0:36:36.560
<v Speaker 1>don't know whether that was cultural or religious for her

0:36:36.680 --> 0:36:38.920
<v Speaker 1>or not, but it kind of rubbed off on the

0:36:38.920 --> 0:36:44.000
<v Speaker 1>family to just talk to the dead. So this story

0:36:44.680 --> 0:36:49.800
<v Speaker 1>of talking to Baba hit me real hard, and I

0:36:49.840 --> 0:36:52.799
<v Speaker 1>don't know. I also while reading it, I feel really

0:36:52.800 --> 0:36:55.400
<v Speaker 1>grateful for the job I have. I know this sounds weird.

0:36:55.880 --> 0:36:57.759
<v Speaker 1>I feel really grateful that I got to read these

0:36:57.800 --> 0:37:03.439
<v Speaker 1>stories to you. It feels like the payoff of doing

0:37:03.480 --> 0:37:08.440
<v Speaker 1>this show is this particular episode and this way of

0:37:08.560 --> 0:37:13.400
<v Speaker 1>understanding that people are people all over the world, and

0:37:13.440 --> 0:37:20.040
<v Speaker 1>that when we reduce things to news stories, we lose

0:37:21.200 --> 0:37:28.239
<v Speaker 1>the actual stories. And it's through story and poetry that

0:37:28.320 --> 0:37:31.920
<v Speaker 1>we really understand who each other are and that we're

0:37:31.960 --> 0:37:34.960
<v Speaker 1>able to connect with each other. And I think that

0:37:36.000 --> 0:37:38.839
<v Speaker 1>we have any hope of accomplishing anything. And I really

0:37:38.880 --> 0:37:43.400
<v Speaker 1>appreciate this story's willingness to be we'raw and honest about

0:37:43.400 --> 0:37:47.239
<v Speaker 1>being like, I'm not a worthy successor, right, but no

0:37:47.280 --> 0:37:51.360
<v Speaker 1>one is, and we're all just people. And I really

0:37:51.440 --> 0:37:55.280
<v Speaker 1>like how well this story carries that, and it doesn't

0:37:55.560 --> 0:37:58.239
<v Speaker 1>put us down, doesn't put people down to say we're

0:37:58.280 --> 0:38:01.560
<v Speaker 1>just people. You know, the thought is not a perfect

0:38:01.719 --> 0:38:04.919
<v Speaker 1>character in this book or whatever, right, neither is the protagonist,

0:38:05.560 --> 0:38:09.200
<v Speaker 1>and yet you know here they are doing a thing

0:38:09.239 --> 0:38:12.040
<v Speaker 1>and they're not put down in any way, and if anything,

0:38:12.080 --> 0:38:18.799
<v Speaker 1>they're elevated by that. Yeah, and Hazel, who I owe

0:38:18.840 --> 0:38:21.440
<v Speaker 1>so much to for helping put all of this together,

0:38:22.120 --> 0:38:26.279
<v Speaker 1>Hazel says quote. This story and Sarah's both split my

0:38:26.360 --> 0:38:30.480
<v Speaker 1>heart open. At every turn away toward hardness and apathy.

0:38:31.360 --> 0:38:34.600
<v Speaker 1>Hannan invites readers to turn towards the rending to feel

0:38:34.600 --> 0:38:37.360
<v Speaker 1>her deep grief, but also her profound connection to place,

0:38:37.440 --> 0:38:41.279
<v Speaker 1>to history, to legacy, to life itself. It makes me

0:38:41.360 --> 0:38:44.640
<v Speaker 1>feel raw, so mortal, but so alive. It's been a

0:38:44.640 --> 0:38:47.240
<v Speaker 1>few days since I read these again while writing the script,

0:38:47.840 --> 0:38:49.920
<v Speaker 1>and what they say about how inviting in the grief

0:38:50.080 --> 0:38:53.719
<v Speaker 1>invites the joy and attention is so true, and it's

0:38:53.719 --> 0:38:56.600
<v Speaker 1>a wonder to keep learning this. I've been just so

0:38:56.719 --> 0:38:59.480
<v Speaker 1>heavy with grief for Gaza and Palestine, but at the

0:38:59.520 --> 0:39:02.160
<v Speaker 1>same time, I'm never more enraptured by the sunset on

0:39:02.200 --> 0:39:05.200
<v Speaker 1>my drive home, so full of gratitude for the lingering

0:39:05.280 --> 0:39:08.360
<v Speaker 1>strawberry taste of a sour candy, so attuned to my

0:39:08.480 --> 0:39:12.160
<v Speaker 1>rootedness to the city I call home. Palestine really is

0:39:12.200 --> 0:39:16.600
<v Speaker 1>the heart of it all. And to close out this

0:39:16.680 --> 0:39:20.160
<v Speaker 1>particular episode, I have one poem for you today, and

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<v Speaker 1>it's by the anthology's editor, doctor Rafada Larier. Originally from Gaza,

0:39:25.800 --> 0:39:28.800
<v Speaker 1>Rafot completed his graduate studies in the UK and earned

0:39:28.800 --> 0:39:32.440
<v Speaker 1>a PhD in English and Malaysia. Afterward, he went back

0:39:32.480 --> 0:39:36.080
<v Speaker 1>home to Gaza. Determined to serve his community. He took

0:39:36.080 --> 0:39:38.440
<v Speaker 1>a position as a professor of English literature at the

0:39:38.440 --> 0:39:42.600
<v Speaker 1>Islamic University of Gaza, where he had completed his bachelor's degree,

0:39:43.000 --> 0:39:46.920
<v Speaker 1>where he taught for sixteen years. He frequently said that

0:39:46.960 --> 0:39:49.240
<v Speaker 1>one of his main goals of teaching was to highlight

0:39:49.280 --> 0:39:55.279
<v Speaker 1>the parallel experiences of Palestinians and Jews through literature, and

0:39:55.320 --> 0:39:59.920
<v Speaker 1>this is hard to read. Rafot co founded the organization

0:40:00.480 --> 0:40:03.920
<v Speaker 1>We Are Not Numbers, which paired up established writers with

0:40:03.960 --> 0:40:08.399
<v Speaker 1>emerging authors in Gaza, quote, promoting the power of storytelling

0:40:08.440 --> 0:40:11.960
<v Speaker 1>as a means of Palestinian resistance against the Israeli occupation.

0:40:12.200 --> 0:40:17.160
<v Speaker 1>According to Wikipedia, Rafat also volunteered at the Gaza Zoo,

0:40:17.320 --> 0:40:21.840
<v Speaker 1>which he continued during the war. Ali Abanima remembers Rafot

0:40:21.840 --> 0:40:25.399
<v Speaker 1>as quote teaching us that stories are what binds us

0:40:25.400 --> 0:40:29.560
<v Speaker 1>together and keep our hope alive. Rafat was killed by

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<v Speaker 1>an Israeli missile strike on December sixth, twenty twenty three,

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<v Speaker 1>alongside his brother Sellah and Salah's son Mohammed, his sister Asma,

0:40:38.760 --> 0:40:42.920
<v Speaker 1>and her three children, Allah, Yahiah, and Mohammad, while they

0:40:42.960 --> 0:40:46.920
<v Speaker 1>were all taking shelter in Osma's apartment. He was forty

0:40:46.920 --> 0:40:51.000
<v Speaker 1>four years old. In a statement, the Euro Mediterranean Human

0:40:51.120 --> 0:40:54.720
<v Speaker 1>Rights Monitor stated that because of the highly surgical nature

0:40:54.719 --> 0:40:57.400
<v Speaker 1>of the strike, it is likely that Rafat and his

0:40:57.440 --> 0:41:02.960
<v Speaker 1>family were quote deliberately targeted. Over thirty members of Verrafats

0:41:03.080 --> 0:41:06.040
<v Speaker 1>and his wife's Nusaba's family have been murdered by the

0:41:06.080 --> 0:41:09.840
<v Speaker 1>Israeli military, including his daughter Shima, who was murdered with

0:41:09.880 --> 0:41:13.480
<v Speaker 1>her infant child, who would have been Raffat's first grandchild.

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<v Speaker 1>From the Anthologies twenty twenty four forward by Ali Abinama,

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<v Speaker 1>Rafat's killing was part of Israel's systematic and targeted extermination

0:41:26.440 --> 0:41:32.760
<v Speaker 1>of Gaza's leading intellectuals, academics, and scientists, a hallmark of genocide.

0:41:33.080 --> 0:41:36.960
<v Speaker 1>By late twenty twenty four, Israel had murdered at least

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<v Speaker 1>ninety four university professors, along with hundreds of teachers and

0:41:41.040 --> 0:41:45.320
<v Speaker 1>thousands of students, it had destroyed every university in Gaza

0:41:46.200 --> 0:41:50.279
<v Speaker 1>and damaged to destroyed hundreds of schools, and then from

0:41:50.280 --> 0:41:54.160
<v Speaker 1>Wikipedia because this editor's phrasing is too good to adapt.

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<v Speaker 1>In his last interview before being killed, with the sound

0:41:57.600 --> 0:42:01.400
<v Speaker 1>of Israeli bombs exploding in the background, ALiR said that

0:42:01.480 --> 0:42:04.560
<v Speaker 1>Gasens felt helpless and that while he had no weapons,

0:42:04.560 --> 0:42:06.960
<v Speaker 1>he would defend himself if the Israeli army were to

0:42:07.000 --> 0:42:12.840
<v Speaker 1>come to his house using his expoe marker. In twenty eleven,

0:42:13.200 --> 0:42:17.880
<v Speaker 1>Rafot published the poem if I Must Die electronically and

0:42:17.960 --> 0:42:21.120
<v Speaker 1>had since been read widely and translated into over two

0:42:21.200 --> 0:42:26.480
<v Speaker 1>hundred languages. Ahmed Nahad, a close friend and colleague overrfought,

0:42:26.560 --> 0:42:29.400
<v Speaker 1>remembered If I Must Die was actually written for his

0:42:29.520 --> 0:42:33.319
<v Speaker 1>daughter Shimam. She's the one that was told to tell

0:42:33.320 --> 0:42:36.920
<v Speaker 1>his story, to sell his things and to not lose hope.

0:42:37.040 --> 0:42:41.640
<v Speaker 1>Ahmed said, And so here's this poem, if I Must Die,

0:42:41.840 --> 0:42:45.759
<v Speaker 1>by Arafat a laryer. If I must die, you must

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<v Speaker 1>live to tell my story, to sell my things, to

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<v Speaker 1>buy a piece of cloth and some strings make it

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<v Speaker 1>white with a long tail, so that a child somewhere

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<v Speaker 1>in Gaza, while looking heaven in the eye, awaiting his

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<v Speaker 1>dad who left to the blaze and bid no one farewell,

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<v Speaker 1>not even to his flesh, not even to himself. Seize

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<v Speaker 1>the kite, my kite you made flying up above, and

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<v Speaker 1>thanks for a moment. An angel is there bringing back love.

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<v Speaker 1>If I must die, let it bring hope, Let it

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<v Speaker 1>be a tale. And the bios of our authors today.

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<v Speaker 1>Sarah Ali I'm a Palestinian teacher and a writer from Gaza.

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<v Speaker 1>I studied English literature at the Islamic University of Gaza

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<v Speaker 1>and have recently finished a pH d in English at

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<v Speaker 1>the University of Cambridge. I blog mostly in Arabic from

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<v Speaker 1>time to time at s A R A H M

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<v Speaker 1>A l I dot WordPress dot com. Since the start

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<v Speaker 1>of the genocide, Samir Foundation has been doing great work

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<v Speaker 1>in Gaza. People can donate at Samir Foundation dot org.

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<v Speaker 1>S A M. R Foundation dot org. And Hanan Habashi.

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<v Speaker 1>I'm Hanan an educator with a background and applied linguistics

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<v Speaker 1>in literature. Much of what I do, whether in teaching, storytelling,

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<v Speaker 1>or community projects, has been shaped by questions of language, memory,

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<v Speaker 1>and the ordinary human story. People can keep up with

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<v Speaker 1>me through my Instagram account at Hanan writes, that's h

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<v Speaker 1>A n A r I G h T S. I

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<v Speaker 1>use it to share writing reflections and projects close to

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<v Speaker 1>my heart and the anthology that these stories come from.

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<v Speaker 1>Kasa writes. Back is available online from PM Press or

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<v Speaker 1>in person from a radical bookstore near you. And I'm

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<v Speaker 1>Margaret Kiljoy and until next time, the fuck ice free Palestine,

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<v Speaker 1>take care of each other or all we've got or

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<v Speaker 1>all we need. What Could Happen Here is a production

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<v Speaker 1>or cool Zone Media.

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<v Speaker 4>For more podcasts from cool Zone Media, visit our website

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<v Speaker 4>Coolzonmedia dot com, or check us out on the iHeartRadio app,

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<v Speaker 4>Apple Podcasts, or wherever you listen to podcasts, you can

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<v Speaker 4>now find sources for It could Happen Here listed directly

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<v Speaker 4>in episode descriptions. Thanks for listening.