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Sat25052013

Nakba Remembered

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PNN

"A land whose skin they had changed from wheat, sesame, maize, watermelons, and honeydews to tough apples. My grandfather died counting sunsets, seasons, and heartbeats on the fingers of his withered hands." Mahmoud Darwish 1982, Memory for Forgetfulness

On 15th May, the Palestinians will commemorate the Nakba Day. It's the day when about two-thirds of the Palestinian population escaped from Zionist massacres and left their towns and villages to become refugees in neighboring Arab countries.

The State of Israel was created on the ruins of the nation of Palestine who had left behind homelands and properties out of panic to the uncertainty and permanent situation where their choices were severely limited. The camp became a place and a community for the Palestinian refugees and a major determining factor of their life chances of social economic reproduction and more.

Palestinians were evacuated from their, houses, lands and memories while observing the brutality and injustice of Zionists groups that were vicious and cruel in their actions towards civilians and committed ugly genocides against Palestinians as what happened in the village of Deir Yassin. Palestinians can't forget the victims of the Nakba catastrophe who suffered expulsion and expropriation of land when the State of Israel was created in 1948.

We are appealing to each Palestinian to act and ring the bell of the memory of this day so we can draw the attention of the international community to the true face of the history of Nakba that the Israelis are trying to mask and twist its facts.

Palestinians in refugee camps represent the culture of Nakba rooted among Palestinians. They refuse to leave the camps and remain there in order to remind us of the day of Nakba and their right to return. They always dream of the day they will return back, open the locked doors of their raped houses with the dusty keys they preserved in their embodied dresses and gowns.