By a Teacher from the Heart of Gaza’s Tent Schools
Today, no school bell rings to announce the start of our lessons. The war has confiscated our bells, levelled…
Credit: Asma Abu Hasanein | Even among the rubble. Life insists on being felt. Eid Mubarak.
The Sound of Eid
Do you know what Eid truly sounds like?
Close your eyes…
The crescent of Ramadan this year climbs proudly to the peak of the sky. It casts the same brightness over a city that no longer has the spirit to reflect…
There was a time when the first crescent of Ramadan rose over Gaza like a silver promise—soft, luminous, and full of mercy. The air itself seemed to shift. Streets glowed…
In 2018, as a teenager on the doorstep of university, pure adrenaline would pump through me every time I slipped out of our house, sneaking through the door.
My parents…
My name is Sara. I am 22 years old, from Gaza, and a recent graduate of the English Literature department at the Faculty of Arts. I love reading, writing, and…
On an early morning of November, when the air felt refreshingly cool, I looked up at the sky. I could barely follow with my gaze the wings slicing sharply through…