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Monday, October 22, 2018

This man is everywhere your bombs have been for the last 19 years, from Iraq to Syria to Yemen to Libya to Somalia and beyond.. and in Palestine he has been standing like this for 70 years in a concentration camp, under your bombs.


from Mike Hanini Odetalla

"      For all those Americans and British who, while bombing the Middle East for 17 years, refuse refugees because they are 'coming here not to work but to live off our benefits and social security' , I'd love to see you work, against all odds, like this man.

       For all my fellow Arabs and Muslims who say we are useless, haven't contributed anything to mankind in decades, take a good look at the determination of your brother here. 


       For all those voters going out to vote on November, have some mercy on this man and the millions like him. He is everywhere your bombs have been for the last 19 years, from Iraq to Syria to Yemen to Libya to Somalia and beyond.. and in Palestine he has been standing like this for 70 years in a concentration camp, under your bombs. 

Thanks for listening, thanks for caring.
 

Love & Peace.

Via Hanaan   "

Wednesday, October 10, 2018

1922 Palestine RR "Rapid and comfortable travelling facilities to ALL PARTS OF PALESTINE with connections to Egypt, Syria, TansJordania"

Totally trapped by Israel's racist laws and walls, it is not so easy for today's Palestinians to go any where, except into an endless and quite cruel exile.

Old travel poster from 1922 about Arab Palestine (Muslim, Christian & Jewish)

USA TEACH PEACE: "I'm neither Israeli or Palestinian. I am just a military veteran fed up with $10.5 million dollars of taxpayer money each day going to Israel to fund an apartheid regime."

 
"I'm neither Israeli or Palestinian. I am just a military veteran fed up with $10.5 million dollars of taxpayer money each day going to Israel to fund an apartheid regime. Further, I am disturbed by the fact that nearly every death of a US service member during the last 30 years is usually tied to an Israeli agenda (Google: The Greater Israel Project) and nothing to do with our national security and those deaths fly in the face of the oath we took when we swore in." 
Jeff Bellamar 
on facebook

THANK YOU Jeff Bellamar!!!!!!



Wednesday, September 26, 2018

Think of Others poem by Mahmoud Darwish of Palestine

Palestinian embroidery. Photo credit Project Prospera Crafting Cultures:Palestinian Embroidery Workshop


                    Think of Others
 

As you prepare your breakfast, think of others
(do not forget the pigeon’s food).
 

As you wage your wars, think of others
(do not forget those who seek peace).
 

As you pay your water bill, think of others
(those who are nursed by clouds).
 

As you return home, to your home, think of others
(do not forget the people of the camps).
 

As you sleep and count the stars, think of others
(those who have nowhere to sleep).
 

As you express yourself in metaphor, think of others
(those who have lost the right to speak).
 

As you think of others far away, think of yourself
(say: If only I were a candle in the dark). 


- Mahmoud Darwish



 "About Darwish’s work, the poet Naomi Shihab Nye has said, “Mahmoud Darwish is the Essential Breath of the Palestinian people, the eloquent witness of exile and belonging, exquisitely tuned singer of images that invoke, link, and shine a brilliant light into the world’s whole heart. What he speaks has been embraced by readers around the world—his in an utterly necessary voice, unforgettable once discovered.”" poets.org

 

Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Saturday, September 15, 2018

"Why don’t they ever ask me, ‘Why is there an occupation?’ ”" Ahed Tamimi

“I don’t like how we are always being asked, ‘Why do you go to the streets, why do you protest, why do you resist?’ Why don’t they ever ask me, ‘Why is there an occupation?’ ”

Ahed Tamimi, the new face of Palestinian protest

"The activist on the occupation, balancing teenage life and politics — and the slap that landed her in prison Nine months ago, before the slap across an Israeli soldier’s cheek that changed her life, the world knew little of Ahed Tamimi. Now the 17-year-old is a cause célèbre, her full head of curly blonde hair recognisable on “Free Ahed” posters from Toronto to Tokyo. In the Palestinian territories, she is revered. In Israel, she is reviled. And at the Reef Cafe in Ramallah, she gets the best table in the house"... READ MORE https://www.ft.com/content/e10befa4-b75f-11e8-b3ef-799c8613f4a1

 

Saturday, June 2, 2018

This beautiful young lady is a Palestinian nurse, her name is Razan Najjar. June 2018 Razan was shot and killed by Israeli sniper


This beautiful young lady is a Palestinian nurse, her name is Razan Najjar. Razan was recently shot and killed by Israeli snipers during the peaceful protests in the besieged Gaza Strip.
 
Razan was on duty when she was shot directly in her chest.

Palestinian nurse Razan al-Najjar was killed by Israeli snipers as she was providing medical aid to injured protesters.


Razan Al Najjar, 21 year old Palestinian nurse killed by Israeli snipers. In this photo she holds the Key of Return... a symbol of home & return & the rule of fair and just laws.
  
The Right of Return is a basic human right that we all enjoy- except Palestinians who have been denied their inalienable right to return to original homes and lands.

Here in America, every time you leave home for any reason you get to return.  Leave for work and return. Leave for a vacation and return. Leave for a visit to the hospital and return.  Leave to visit a neighbor and return. Leave to go to a park and return. Leave to go shopping and return. That is the right of return. 

After the Nazi Holocaust Jewish refugees used the right of return to return to European homes, although many decided not to as some foolishly agreed with Hitler's thinking that racism is the best way to build a strong nation state. Thus modern man made Israel was born.

We should know better.

The Holocaust Museum in Washington DC should have a new wing devoted to the very real plight and suffering of the Palestinians.


Saturday, February 24, 2018

This ancient #Palestinian #olive tree existed well before #Jesus was born and local farmers date it at well over 2,000 years old


From my dear friend Mike: "This ancient #Palestinian #olive tree existed well before #Jesus was born and local farmers date it at well over 2,000 years old"

Mike's beloved grandfather, Abdelkader Tayeh, of Palestine- a fascinating glimpse


Pictured: Mike Hanini Odetalla's photo of his  late mother (ay), uncle, and grandfather AbdelKader Allah Yirhamu circa mid 1960's in #Palestine.
essay by

Mike Hanini Odetalla

 My maternal grandfather, Abdelkader Tayeh, may Allah have mercy on his soul, was the only grandparent that I was fortunate enough to know as a child (my other grandparents passed away well before I was born)...

My memories are of an elegantly dressed man, a Fellah, always in the traditional Palestinian dress of a kunbaaz, hata, wa akhaal, standing tall, never hunched over, dramatic weathered face, chiseled by the Palestinian sun, wind, and life of a true man of the land! He walked, always upright, walking stick in hand, and his ever present pipe, safely tucked in the belt of his kunbaaz.

A widower at a relatively young age, he never remarried, raising his 8 children with love, wisdom, and patience! I used to beg him to show me the battle wounds he suffered serving in the Ottoman Army during WWI, a bullet hole that ripped clear through his shoulder, which amazed me as a child. After the Balfour Declaration, he joined his fellow Palestinian young men in signing a pledge to fight the Zionists....

If one were to paint a picture of a typical Palestinian Fellah (farmer), my grandfather would have served as the perfect model! He knew the land on an intimate basis, and derived great joy being an integral part of it!

His red patterned handkerchief (yes I still remember it well some 49 years later) served as his "lunch box", as he would wrap a piece of fresh baked taboon bread, a tomato, onion, some cracked olives, some zataar, and head for the fields, or hills where he lived, preferring to eat his typical lunch under the shade of an olive tree...I still have images in my mind of him laying down, propped up on one elbow, finding refuge from the hot summer sun under the shade of an olive tree, puffing away on his pipe, the epitome of contentment! No radio, no noise, just the sound of his beloved land, whispering to him through the breeze stirred leaves above...His love for and of the land had a very profound effect on me, still does!

The last time I saw my grandfather was in the summer of 1969, just before we left for the USA! He passed away in 1978, a year before I was to return to Palestine for the first time in 1979...Allah Yirhamu wa Yirham kul imawatna!