"قصتي بلّشت بلبنان. عائلتي صارت لاجئة لمّا عائلة يهوديّة من هنغاريا
سيطرت على بيتنا بعكّا بفلسطين. انجبرنا نهاجر على لبنان بعد ما اقامت عصابة ستيرن
الصّهيونيّة دولة اسرائيل اللي هلّأ بكونوا الجيش الاسرائيلي. انا انولدت بمخيّم
لاجئين بجنوب لبنان بس بعد هيك عيلتي هاجرت للندن وتربّيت هناك وهلّأ انا عايش
هناك. بس مع كل هذا، انا مجرّد رقم للعالم، ما عندي دولة، بالرّغم من انّي مواطن
ببريطانيا، ما عندي بلد اعطيه حبّي، بلد
أخدمه واحكي عنّه وطن. بشوف صحابي اللي بسافروا لمّا نكون بعطلة من الدّوام
لأوطانهم ليزوروا عيلهم وبرجعولنا بقصص وصور بتجنّن، وانا لسّا بكون بحلم ببلد
يكون وطن الي، ولسّا عائلتي مشتّتة بكل انحاء العالم. كفلسطيني، رسالتي واضحة،
بدّى سلام. بدّي ترجعلنا حقوقنا وبدّي يرجعلنا وطننا ونعيش فيه بسلام. بدّي
الفلسطينيّة بمخيّمات اللاجئين في الوطن العربي وبالخارج يرجعوا على فلسطين، اللي
فيها اجدادنا زرعوا كل شجرة زيتون. بدّي كل هاي الحواجز الاسرائيلية تروح والجدار
ينهدّ. احنا ب٢٠١٦ وفلسطين لسّا عم تختفي عن الخارطة. انا خايف اصير ٧٥ سنة
وفلسطين تبطّل موجودة، انا خايف انّي اموت وما انقبر بوطني."
"My story begins in Lebanon. My family became refugees to a Jewish family from Hungaria who took over their house in Akka, Palestine. They were forced into Lebanon after the creation of Israel by the Stern gang which now makes up the IDF. I was born in a refugee camp in Southern Lebanon but my family soon moved to London where I grew up and where I still live today. However, I still am nothing but a number to the world. I am stateless. Although I am a citizen of Britain, I still have no country to love, serve and truly call home. I see my friends travelling to their homelands to see their families when school terms finish and come back with great stories and pictures to share, whilst I'm dreaming of a country to call home and my family is scattered all over the world.
"My story begins in Lebanon. My family became refugees to a Jewish family from Hungaria who took over their house in Akka, Palestine. They were forced into Lebanon after the creation of Israel by the Stern gang which now makes up the IDF. I was born in a refugee camp in Southern Lebanon but my family soon moved to London where I grew up and where I still live today. However, I still am nothing but a number to the world. I am stateless. Although I am a citizen of Britain, I still have no country to love, serve and truly call home. I see my friends travelling to their homelands to see their families when school terms finish and come back with great stories and pictures to share, whilst I'm dreaming of a country to call home and my family is scattered all over the world.
Visiting Palestine with CADFA has been an incredibly great, eye opening
and self rewarding. Seeing my country and the problems and stories my people
face daily has made me more eager to bring back all the experience and share it
to the world.
As a Palestinian my message is clear, I want peace. I want my people to
be given their rights and a homeland to live peacefully in. I want my people in
the refugee camps all over the Arab world and outside to return to Palestine,
where our grandparents lovingly planted every olive tree. I want the
checkpoints to be removed and the heart wrenching wall to be demolished. It is
2016 and Palestine continues to disappear off the map. My greatest fear is
being 75 and Palestine not existing. I fear dying and not being buried in my
homeland.
No comments:
Post a Comment