Our words have a way of echoing out into either war or peace.... Anne Selden Annab's letters & comments published March 2011- July 2009
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As the Israeli bombs fell, my family committed an act of rebellion: we planted a garden in Gaza: Amid constant danger, each planted seed was a tiny act of resistance. As they grew, they offered us food – and a sense of achievement amid the devastation- Taqwa Ahmed al-Wawi of Palestine
Illustration: Narmeen Hamadeh/ The Guardian M y 12-year-old brother Mazen ran into the kitchen, shouting that the eggplants were sproutin...
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