Gaza City

I wrote this five days after Vittorio Arrigoni was murdered. I was still under shock. After a year from his departure, I still find it difficult to accept that he’s dead. But what I know for sure is that he’ll be remembered forever and his soul is always with us inspiring us and pushing us forward.

Part 1: I left Gaza on the 1st of March through Erez checkpoint to pass through the occupied lands of Jerusalem and Jericho to Jordan. Here, you’ll read about my trip through Israel’s apartheid barriers and the humiliating treatment Palestinians receive there.

Rana Baker recounts a traumatizing experience for her grandmother, whose home was right in front of where a recent extra-judicial assassination by Israeli forces took place in Gaza.

Three disabled Palestinians send a message to the whole world in general and Gandhi’s grandchildren in India in particular, calling them to make the issue of Khader Adnan and child and disabled detainees in Israel’s merciless prisons the top of their priorities.

February, 4, marks Vittorio Arrigoni’s birthday. Here, I wrote about my memories of his last birthday on earth we celebrated together last year in Gaza, Palestine. RIP dear Vik. Stay Human!

Being a Muslim, I never celebrated Christmas myself, but having lots of Christian friends inside and outside Palestine has connected me to this day. I’ve always shared it with them one way or another, since I believe that religion shouldn’t stand as a barrier between human beings. Here, I describe how I celebrated Christmas and how Christians in Gaza celebrate it. I recall some of my childhood memories from my only visit to the Church of Nativity since I was 9 years old.