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280 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 30, 2022
I remember when I first heard the question, “How many more Palestinians should be massacred for the world to care about our lives?” I thought, naïvely, that repeating the question would change people. it would make them think and reconsider their positions. I posted it all over the forums I was part of then. But Israel kept kilig us. And Israel kept destroying our lives. And boy was I wrong about the world’s reaction!
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Sometimes late at night when insomnia hits, I wonder if it is all worth it, if anything will ever change.
When I was approached to write for this book, the promise was that it will effect change and that policies, especially in the United States, will be improved. But, honestly, will they? Does a single Palestinian life matter? Does it?
There is a famous saying by the Islamic scholar Muhammad al-Sha’rawi that people, including Palestinians, always recite: [...] He who doesn’t eat from his axe doesn’t speak from his head. This saying speaks to the central importance of agriculture (and local production) as a need and source of support, critical to the independence of the individual and the family. This is why Israel continues to attack agriculture and the promise of independence it implies, and why Palestinians continue to hold onto agriculture—its vision and its practice—despite their gradually diminishing capacities.
This cash crop not only harms Gaza’s natural resources, future food security, and livelihood but also Gaza’s landscape. [...] Strawberries, furthermore, can only be exported through Israeli companies that sell them as Israeli products.
Abu Tariq is not a university graduate or formally educated. However, he is deeply cultured, well-read and, by necessity, a student of politics. [...] He recalls a nursery rhyme from his childhood that goes along the lines of: “The box needs a key, the key is with the blacksmith, the blacksmith wants an egg, the egg is with the hens, the hens want wheat, the wheat needs the mill, and the mill is closed due to muddy water.” According to Abu Tariq: “This little song helps us understand the problem of electricity in Gaza.”
[Abu Tariq] puts his mind at peace in the midst of pitch-black darkness. What could be more beautiful than a darkness that keeps reminding us of our steadfastness, a darkness interrupted only by the light of the moon? For “he who clouds the moon doesn’t avoid the night.”
At last, Khalid surrenders to sleep, and in the stillness that now accompanies the darkness, grandmother’s muttering becomes intelligible: “God is the Light of the heavens and the earth; the likeness of His Light is as a niche wherein is a lamp (the lamp in a glass, the glass as it were a glittering star) kindled from a Blessed Tree, an olive that is neither of the East nor of the West, whose oil well night would shine, even if no fire touched it; Light upon Light.”
When we [Abu Toha and his young students] hear the Israeli drones in the sky, we convince ourselves that they are videotaping us while we are playing a match with the winner of the European Champions League, or dancing dabka as part of a cultural festival in our newly built theater overlooking the harbor.
Supposedly, we are two independent states, but the reality favors Israel. We have our own airport and seaport, but Israel still imposes restrictions over their use, citing the need to maintain security as its excuse.
Humanitarian aid shows no results—it’s a proven failure. It just perpetuates the same cycle of crisis and injustice. Gaza needs much more than that. Gaza needs a real solution.