we are not numbers

emerging writers from Palestine tell their stories and advocate for their human rights

Tag: displacement/evacuation

Returning after the ceasefire was like returning to the place of the ghosts.
Meeting my two best friends after wartime separation, I wondered: Had the horrors of war changed our friendship?
We were able to get together over the past 15 months, but fear and uncertainty dominated over affection and bonding.
Celebration, long-overdue crying, and an accounting of loss accompanied the moment when the bombs stopped falling.
Preparing food involved hours of work, making do with sparse ingredients, and improvised dining.
Much of Tel Al-Hawa, the neighborhood I call home, has been destroyed. But people are returning with plans to rebuild.
Returning displaced families struggle with destruction, harsh weather, and limited aid despite ceasefire.
My diary records my denial, fear, and fragile hope — until the ceasefire holds and home beckons.
Teaching gave me purpose during war when I transformed a room in the house where I was displaced into a small school.
My family refused to leave home until forced, sought refuge in multiple schools, and then returned to our damaged home.
At the hospital for treatment, Om Abdullah and her two daughters became trapped in Israel’s attack on the complex.
My family has been displaced four times, each time bringing us closer to death. What will happen next time?