I feel a responsibility for these displaced people. After all, Palestinians have been displaced from our own ancestral lands for more than 60 years. Their trauma is our trauma.
The first time I walked into the school of 80+ refugee children, I expected to find them traumatized by their past. They surprised me.
My name is Adel and this is my story, one of a million such stories from Gaza.
I am still waiting, still living with the key of my old home, and I will die holding it.
When an attempted terrorist attack recently occurred in Lebanon, the media were quick to blame a refugee. Why are we the first to be suspects?
