
My birthday is a reminder that I have lived to celebrate it
I survived the Nuseirat massacre, but the echoes of that pain reverberate within me.
I survived the Nuseirat massacre, but the echoes of that pain reverberate within me.
“I don’t know how I survived! I don’t know how my feet carried me!” Unlike many others, my brother Mohammed somehow survived.
I’m 373 mournful kilometers away from home, and Google can’t find the way back. But I am confident I will return one day.