This is a piece I wrote for Beyond Compromise – a brilliant online publication run by Palestinian youth from all over the world. I highly recommend you take part by sharing your stories, thoughts and/or opinions. They welcome contributors from all over!
Originally posted on Beyond Compromise - الثَّوابِت:
United Arab Emirates - It was 1948. A mass exodus of refugees occurred.
Alarming radio broadcasts announced that the British army had turned over the country to European Jews and they in turn pronounced the land the State of Israel. As Arab armies interfered, they urged the people to leave, promising them that in no time at all they would be able to return to the Holy Land victorious and get all their properties, possessions and lands back. Alas, the armies were defeated as news depicted the inhumanities, massacres and monstrosities committed. And those who left remained refugees – people without a country.
That was how the story of my life started – forty years before I was ever born.
On that fateful day, the refugees amounted to approximately 650,000 individuals. Now, there are more than five million of us demanding the right of return to our country.
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