It's hard to not feel like we're in a large concentration camp as I see Gaza's empty streets, and the hopeless feeling in the air . . . I think most people feel abandoned as we are literally locked up in this small, concentrated space and don't know what the world plans for us, or what to expect next.
. . . and as long as we are kept alive, no one will ask about us.
. . . and as long as we are kept alive, no one will ask about us.
But just because we are breathing, that doesn't mean we're alive.
This is an excerpt from a letter written by a woman living in Gaza. Here's a link to the full text: Yasmine's Letter. It has some very vivid descriptions of the situation there, and what it's like to be Palestinian at this moment, on that patch of land.
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