Hope for Palestine

The present is grim, but the future is vast. Tyranny is brutal and cruel, but resistance to it is unrelenting. I write to the better future that Walid Daqqa said “is surely coming”. I write to a Free and liberated Palestine from the river to the sea. Where do I find hope? I find hope in you and I. In our steadfast solidarity, the type of somood that Palestinians taught the entire world. From Quds to Tulkarm to Jenine, to Gaza city and Nusirat camp, and Khan Younis, to Rafah and Beit Hanoon, and Beit Lahia, to Deir el Balah and Noor Shams camp and Ramallah and Bethlehem, to Haifa and Jaffa, and Akka, to Al Khalil, the steadfastness and faith that has become contagious. I find hope in the comforting words and jokes of Wael Alhalapi and Nedal Abu Bilal, and Osama Al Dahdouh, and Mohammad Hashim, the beautiful spirit of Rami and the persistence of Mahmoud. I am grateful to know them. Meet Palestinians and you will love them. When you have a friend, or plenty, in Gaza, you understand that moving on is not an option. This is where I find hope. In Acorn and the Duet train, and Amer reaching out to discuss prisoners’ rights globally. I find hope in the Palestine stickers I find everywhere around me when I go on a walk. I find it in the constantly sold out and restocked Kuffeyis. I find hope in Ghada wearing the Kuffeyi as a scarf and daring them not to allow her into Ontario legislature. I find hope in Sabreen Al Ruh, named after her mom, the Shaheeda, and her sister’s suggestion for a name, whose life was also stolen. Sabreen Al Ruh, remains in the care of her grandma, after she was saved from her mom’s womb. Both parents and a sister will have death certificates that match her birth one. I find hope in “ma3 el 3osre yosra” with hardship comes ease. Not after hardship, but with it. By God, I find hope in the freedom fighters repurposing the unexploded f16 missiles, the ones thrown on a civilian population, to send them back to their owners. I find hope in the ingenuity of parachutes. I find it in the historical facts that cannot be disputed. It took 4 years from the moment the Anti-Apartheid movement of South Africa started gaining popularity to the fall of the apartheid system. And it took eight years for Algeria to gain independence from 132 years of French colonialism. This is to say, we have been here before. This is where I find hope. 

• Shams [@Sometypeofexistence]

Feeling the starlight before you can see it

“maybe hope is your kufiya”, holding back despair in the bi-weekly demonstrations, sailing with the freedom flotilla – the ones that have come before and had lives stolen at sea. The ones that keep coming.

I make hope out of my hurt. I’m building to serve the world’s pain. I keep it safe with Bisan – who will not evacuate – the history she breathes life into sits so softly in the narrative of certain victory.

• Jacob [@Jacobaco]

I find hope in the strength of the Palestinians, the strength that Allah has given them. There’s so much hope in their faith that when they say Allah is enough for them you can see they mean it and it’s not said meaninglessly. There’s so much hope in there faith that no one can break there spirit, not even the zios.

There togetherness as a nation and the care that they have for each other is profound.

Theres so much hope in there beautiful bright smiles and laughter that I swear you would not know that they going through a genocide.

I find hope in seeing the resistance is a small little army but the major countries in the world fears them.

I find hope in knowing that Gaza is the cause of the whole world coming to life of the whole world learning about Islam.

And lastly i find hope because i know that Allah is there with them sending His Angel’s to help them.

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