When Sky Rains Solidarity by Celia Ait Ouali, Algeria

I was 6 years old. It was my first year at school, and I remember it like it was yesterday. It was Saturday, November 10th, 2001, a rainy day in Algeria, especially in Algiers where I was living at the time. That morning, I was in my bed, and I opened my eyes. The room … Continue reading When Sky Rains Solidarity by Celia Ait Ouali, Algeria

The Beautiful House by Jumana, Palestine (Gaza)

* Trigger warning: This blog contains potentially distressing content.  In the beautiful city where I live, Al-Zahra city, in the Gaza Strip, stood a beautiful house that I have walked around and watched a family live in since my childhood. The family left the home and let their guard and his family live there until … Continue reading The Beautiful House by Jumana, Palestine (Gaza)

A Whore by Maryem Gamar, Morocco

A Whore. That is how they called her and any other women in Arab-Speaking countries. Women are called this if they dare to barge out of the social traditions that make their body a barn from which animals of this misogynistic species feed. Their freedom increases or decreases according to the politics of the country, … Continue reading A Whore by Maryem Gamar, Morocco

Notre Dame De Sion by Clody, Israel

"This land is a land of peoples who each have their own memories. As a Christian who is part of a community with a living presence here of 140 years,  we too, have a memory as a community. A community of sisters who have served the Arab community who had lived here in this village, and … Continue reading Notre Dame De Sion by Clody, Israel

The Last Boy by Arik Sharga, Israel

I loved my grandpa. He didn't talk much, but when he did, he was honest and precise. He was as reliable as a human being can be. When I was 5, my parents divorced, and grandpa was like a father for me. In his youth, he survived the siege of Leningrad during World War II, … Continue reading The Last Boy by Arik Sharga, Israel