I saw this book in the bookshop when I was going to a talk about Palestine. I was drew to it from the cover and the title, and when I flipped it open to read the blurb and read the word 'Palestine', my heart squeezed in the same way it squeezes whenever it does when I see the word Palestine.
I am a queer, half white half Palestinian girl, raised away from the horrors of the war going on in Palestine right now.
Reading this book made me feel incredibly emotional, to experience and feel the world and culture and people I stem from and that runs in my blood. I feel proud. Although of course issues such as the ingrained patriarchy, homophobia trauma and abuse runs within these lives and within the culture, I found myself able to set that aside and appreciate the sheer beauty and community of the Arabs and Muslims living in Gaza. I felt connected to the author, and her beautiful, brilliant writing and description. This book was so easy to devour, I could've read it in a sitting, or a day. Though it hurts and parts are devastating, the book guides you through it. You feel the grief of the war, of the lives, of missing home. No one should have to miss home like this.
Palestinians are erased from the world around us, and I felt reading this book just reminded me that we are out there. I feel that every time someone reads the word, hears about the experience, it helps to un-erase us from a world that seems desperate to make us invisible, to take away our rights, colonise our land. Every time a book is put on display on a shelf that was written by a Palestinian, or about Palestinians, it empowers us.
The fact that the author is so supporting of queer people and (possibly even queer themself?) helped me in a way I can't put into words. Reading the acknowledgement in the back moved me to tears. The feeling of knowing that there are queer arabs, queer Muslims out there, people who support you and have the heritage and the culture, validates me in a way that everyone should feel validated in. I cannot thank the author enough for writing this book and I'm so glad I stumbled across it. It has really, truly impacted me deeply.
It is devastating what Palestinians are going through and this book touches it in such an incredible way. Thank you for making me feel both privileged for growing up how I did but also homesick for the world I didn't grow up in. I think it's good to have a healthy balance of both.
I have underlined, and dog earred, and plan on underlining the shit out of this book. I devoured it so quickly. The description is rich and wonderful.
Sambac beneath unlikely skies is an extraordinary book. Thank you Heba Hayek.