We went to school ready to sit for the exams. We did not know then that the Israeli planes will be waging a big and violent war against us and against our Palestinian people. We finished the first exam. While on our way home rockets from war planes h...
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I’m a Palestinian child who has suffered a lot since the war began, I heard the sound of airplanes and I was very much afraid. I have become used to invasions, for each time they invade Al-Shawka area many people fall as martyrs, but the fear is not...
The war on Gaza Strip lasted twenty two days and we were dreaming that it ends well. It left great destruction and killings. It left orphan children with both parents killed. It made many families homeless. Even the schools were not spared from the b...
It is night now and darkness is all over our home. In a winter cold night the family gathered around the heater. The head of the family sat and near him sat his youngest son and the other children surrounded him. At that time the mother was preparing...
Blazing scenes, pages tired of the dust of cries and fire that lit my eyes, the hymns of those cannons, the music of destruction and the sufferings of a sun that allowed monsters from the sky to hunt their prey easily; all this on that “black Saturda...
A Land Fueled by People and Stones
This moving piece by writer Dima Sehwail written during the 2008-9 war on Gaza it was published in IBBY 33rd Congress book and of the few items read in one of the plenary sessions A land fueled by people and stones Faces of people in my country Their...
A very cynical writing by a youth in Gaza combining tragedy and humor (we do not know the name) written during the war on Gaza 2008-9 Diaries by a Youth from Gaza A youth from Gaza writes spontaneously how he spent his time during the war on Gaza At...
On the twentieth day of the war on Gaza, while we were collecting firewood for my mother to prepare our breakfast, the sky lit with fearful sounds and missiles fell all around us on our village mosque. Shrapnels scattered around us here and there. I...
It was a beautiful day in the life of a middle class family. By sunrise a smile was drawn on the faces of all members of the family after seven days of fear and horror, killings and devastation to which their area was subjected to in Gaza Strip. The...
This dialogue is between two little Palestinian sisters who died by bombardment in Gaza . (Lama is the younger one). Lama: It is too cold here, why is the grave too cold and shiny like metal? Hiba: This is not a grave; this is the morgue, which we us...