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Jennifer Abdo
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Of course, they don't intend to kill us, even when they drop 2,000-pound bombs on us. Even when they rain down bombardments across entire neighbourhoods and make life impossible in our city. No, no, don't misunderstand. They are merely eradicating 'terrorism." Two days ago, 'terrorism' was hiding in the body of Omar, my six-year-old nephew, perhaps in his heart, or maybe among his soft locks of hair. So they killed..
— Dec 15, 2025 01:40PM
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Jennifer Abdo
is on page 188 of 241
How the severe torture during interrogations forced him to confess to things he hadn't done.
How the Israeli soldiers would convince themselves their detainees were killers or terrorists — allowing themselves to torture our men without remorse. 2/2
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Most Americans actually believe Israel is fighting "terror" - but it's all lies - it's genocide. Don't ever talk to me about terrorism- you will sound ignorant.
— Dec 23, 2025 02:36PM
How the Israeli soldiers would convince themselves their detainees were killers or terrorists — allowing themselves to torture our men without remorse. 2/2
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Most Americans actually believe Israel is fighting "terror" - but it's all lies - it's genocide. Don't ever talk to me about terrorism- you will sound ignorant.
Jennifer Abdo
is on page 188 of 241
But doubt haunts me. I see the wounds on Mohammad's neck and hands. I fear he has been through horrors.
When the visitors leave, we form a circle around Mohammad, eager to hear his story. He tells us everything:
How he and the other detainees were taken off buses in the freezing cold and beaten under the rain.
How most of the detainees had no political affiliations, but were randomly kidnapped from the road. 1/2
— Dec 23, 2025 02:28PM
When the visitors leave, we form a circle around Mohammad, eager to hear his story. He tells us everything:
How he and the other detainees were taken off buses in the freezing cold and beaten under the rain.
How most of the detainees had no political affiliations, but were randomly kidnapped from the road. 1/2
Jennifer Abdo
is on page 156 of 241
"My temporary neighbour knows all this and more. As soon as we meet, they understand how I spent the night and what my day will be like, because our problems are the same. And as soon as we begin to chat, we find that the problems are over because they are shared."
Continued from the quote that begins: "How will I console my close friend, who lives in Canada..."
So much is in those two paragraphs!! A must read.
— Dec 22, 2025 06:58AM
Continued from the quote that begins: "How will I console my close friend, who lives in Canada..."
So much is in those two paragraphs!! A must read.
Jennifer Abdo
is on page 156 of 241
"How will I console my close friend, who lives in Canada, when she tells me about her depression after someone rear- ended her car? How do I tell her that the struggle of obtaining today's bread, or receiving a feminine hygiene package, has become more important to me than her, her car and our entire friendship?"
See continued quote - it's about shared struggle/worry
— Dec 22, 2025 06:55AM
See continued quote - it's about shared struggle/worry
Jennifer Abdo
is on page 122 of 241
Of course, we are residents of al-Nasr Street, living under occupation. The Israeli tanks need no excuse or reason to disrupt our lives. They can pass through our neighbourhood as often as the cup clinks against the pot', as the old Arabic expression goes. Unfortunately, our pot exploded into pieces long ago. It's too delicate an idiom to suit the life of a Palestinian today.
— Dec 19, 2025 03:26PM
Jennifer Abdo
is on page 121 of 241
He is looking for blood, no doubt, and expecting to find it everywhere.
'Don't worry,' I whisper, 'we're still alive.
Munther takes a deep breath. He explains that a fleet of 30 Israeli tanks passed through our street under full air and ground cover. He had been hiding with his family in the kitchen the whole time: the furthest room from the street.
— Dec 19, 2025 03:25PM
'Don't worry,' I whisper, 'we're still alive.
Munther takes a deep breath. He explains that a fleet of 30 Israeli tanks passed through our street under full air and ground cover. He had been hiding with his family in the kitchen the whole time: the furthest room from the street.
Jennifer Abdo
is on page 121 of 241
Have the soldiers moved away?
Is this a dream?
What's happening outside?
I look at my watch. It is 3am.
We endured the madness for three whole hours. If what we've just lived through isn't hell, I don't know what is.
My brother Munther, who lives in the apartment opposite us, gingerly opens the door and peers into the darkness, as if dreading what he might find. He is looking for blood, no doubt, and expecting to..
— Dec 19, 2025 03:24PM
Is this a dream?
What's happening outside?
I look at my watch. It is 3am.
We endured the madness for three whole hours. If what we've just lived through isn't hell, I don't know what is.
My brother Munther, who lives in the apartment opposite us, gingerly opens the door and peers into the darkness, as if dreading what he might find. He is looking for blood, no doubt, and expecting to..
Jennifer Abdo
is on page 66 of 241
"I don't know who to share these feelings with. I don't know how to wave at someone and say, 'Hello, there's a massive fire inside me. Do you think you could help put it out?'
I feel alone with all these little details, and alone with all the big ones."
— Dec 15, 2025 02:34PM
I feel alone with all these little details, and alone with all the big ones."
Jennifer Abdo
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"Read these diaries and, no matter how much you think you already know, you will be shocked. But not only shocked: will see the strength of these women, of their families and of their communities. Love and friendship and honesty are the threads that bind these accounts together. Read their words and weep, but read them also...sense of shame about how little we in the West...have done to stop the slaughter."
— Dec 12, 2025 09:15AM
