She saw in 40 days what we experienced all our lives
I grew up in an environment that is very different than my sister’s. My sister was born in USA, and raised in Canada all her life. She speaks Arabic sometimes like Armenians did long ago in Lebanon (ie. Masculine and Feminine phrases are always mixed up), and she cannot read or write. She recently took a voyage to the middle east, Lebanon to be exact to see the family. She saw and stayed in the Palestenian refugee camp that has been there for 60 years. She heard guns in the middle of the night, she saw how poor people are, no electricity, muddy streets, water to be bought because the sink’s water is not healthy, and people who barely were living day by day. She saw the war torn area of Beirut from the Israeli invasion in July 2006. She saw 2 weeks ago Hassan Nasrallah in his car with people cheering down the streets when the 3 prisoners were freed from Israel and over 120 bodies returned to be buried. She saw so much in 40 days than she did in her almost 13 years of life.
I felt bad for her because she saw everything that our parents have immigrated from country to country to avoid. She saw why we were refugees and separated from other family members. She saw what it is like to be a Palestenian and Lebanese and how such a beautiful land was torn to pieces by political war fare and a neighboring hateful country. I felt bad for her. That’s the reason I refused to go to Lebanon. I refused to go because I didn’t want to see what I lived my entire life trying to avoid and forget. Also, I refuse to go to Palestine because I will not step into a land that is mine but I am not allowed to live in. I just felt bad for my sister, she saw too much, and finally understood.
She came back sad, broken hearted because she saw most of the family. She saw cousins, aunts, uncles, and was happy to realize that the family is big and she had other people that loved her as well. That we are not alone in this world. But she asked, “why can’t we all live together?”
Funny how attached she got in 40 days… that’s what I tried to avoid. I didn’t want the attachment because I didn’t want to go back to Canada with the constant questions, “why God us? What have we done? An entire nation? An entire culture? Why did we have to be spread all over the world and cannot be with the people we love?”




Steve
1) 7amd allah 3ala salametha
2) alf mabrook el hadaya
3) allah y3een kol el masakeen
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that make us wonder :
do we ( ppl who lived wars ) really have 2 drag every one ‘n’ force them or invite them in wat wod look like a reality show so they can actually live ( our simple life ) ? is there any other choice 2 get ppl bonding with u , other than wearin yer shoe?
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as for me i consider it one of the most wonderful things in the world…war is just so clear ‘n’ human
i love wars i do love them.
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a rude favor :
wod ya plz ya mona ya za3ra tell me more bout the offer ya recieved about
world news siteoffer ?
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viva la rebelliousarabgirl
“do we ( ppl who lived wars ) really have 2 drag every one ‘n’ force them or invite them in wat wod look like a reality show so they can actually live ( our simple life ) ? ”
I don’t think so. I think people who lived wars don’t want people’s sympathy, but awareness of what is going on in the world. There are so many people that have no idea what’s going on with the world and instead of them being educated by biased media, we should do it our selves since we have first hand experience with it.
As for the world news site offer, I haven’t written anything yet because I been busy. But when I do, I will tell people about it.
Very powerful post Mona. I like the choice of title and the way you presented it. It’s a shame anyone has to experience those situations. Maybe some day.
I dunno what to say really – both of you are lucky that you got to go there / got to avoid it in your own ways.
It’s good though she saw the reality of things. It will change her mind about lots of stuff considerably
hello yamma,
it is good that u r not living the camp life, but I noticed that u have repeated many times that u r sorry for ur sister just because she went there & saw lots of things (not all), so what do u think of the people who live there those jabbareeen (the kids growing in the camps) if u know what does it mean??
& u didn’t want to go there?? well do u have any sympathy towards those (if u don’t consider them to be ur people)??? u r writing about the life in the mokhaiam as something u should not think off???? then whome should???
accept my greatest regards my palestinian-ontario mate…
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i am so glad my family members do not live in the mokhayams anymore…hmmm no wait some do…which came did she go to?? i stayed with my aunt in shateela once and that was depressing..while walking around i could not get the sabra and shateela song out of my head…but i did always love my stays in lebanon regardless of all this…and cant wait to go there…
mokhayam burj el-barajneh.
vive the mo5aiam :sweat:
One of those 120 bodies, was a cousin of mine.. when he left his mom committed suicide,and for more than 10 some years his dad sat in the same chair in front of their house waiting for the return of his son..when they returned his son in a wooden coffin, he ended up dying from a serve heart attack…but he knew from day one that his son was dead, he just waited for the return of his body!
It’s sad that people still have to live like that..it is not easy…