Wiping memories of the desert

Each time I go to Beer al Sabe – Naqab desert . I feel sabotaged . Something inside me enjoys all the modesty , the attachment to the land , identity , tribe .. a courageous struggle for survival . Enormous strength and resilience… but yet … here is a place that Israel is systematically wiping its memory… that memory of being a Bedouin who loves his life for the freedom it aspires him within its spacious desert … but there is a system that works on wiping memory exactly like what ethnic cleansing is.. they don’t need to kill only, anymore … they need to have sub humans with a wiped memory of history and only a mere life for survival … something that cannot even be upgraded to that of an animal in its value.

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Exploring my own Shoes ... somehow my walk , my way ... Being a woman is one thing . One important thing of originally two things. However, living in a global patriarchal dominance makes one thing dominant of another . A lifetime struggle of women resilience for being the one thing they are Women . All the resilience of being a woman is another ONE thing . For being a Moslem woman is another thing . Being a Moslem woman living in an Occupied land is definitely a totally other thing. What if you add divorce to this ? Being a Woman, a Moslem , a Palestinian and Divorced … makes the introduction to living in my shoes… Living in a Shoe of a Woman. PS. English is not my first language.. I know I often need to edit , however, there is something in the power of the 'click send' button.. ever since I did it the first time .. I enjoy clicking directly from my heart...unedited...

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