Written Materials: Articles

Works of Art Under Gaza's Rubble

Mohammed Asad

Following the bombardment of Gaza, three Palestinian artists decided to memorialise the bloodshed by transforming the remains into works of art through sculptures and paintings. The atelier of Palestinian artist Raed Issa was badly destroyed when Israeli fighter jets attacked his house and destroyed it. His paintings, which hang in many galleries and exhibitions around the world, was burned. He preferred to draw a new painting that depicts the rubble of his house. Mohammed al-Zummar, a Palestinian man working in a street cafe, collected unexploded shells and diffused ammunition rounds, at his house, and used them to form decorations and… ...more

Never ask me about peace again

Asmaa Al-Ghoul

Tears flowed until my body ran dry of them when I received a telephone call on Aug. 3, informing me that my family had been targeted by two F-16 missiles in the city of Rafah. Such was the fate of our family in a war that still continues, with every family in the Gaza Strip receiving its share of sorrow and pain. My father’s brother, Ismail al-Ghoul, 60, was not a member of Hamas. His wife, Khadra, 62, was not a militant of Hamas. Their sons, Wael, 35, and Mohammed, 32, were not combatants for Hamas. Their daughters, Hanadi, 28,… ...more

Eight Days in Gaza: A Wartime Diary

Atef Abu Saif

Sunday, July 27 For the last two hours we’ve heard nothing but sonic booms and the sound of rockets and mortars. Shells have fallen on our street a few hundred yards from my father-in-law’s house, where my wife and I, and our five kids, are staying, and on the street behind us. My wife, Hanna, is arguing with the kids over what to buy to celebrate Eid, the holiday that marks the end of Ramadan. She has forbidden them to go to the grocery store, and she’s adamant that they won’t visit the Internet cafes or the PlayStation shop near… ...more

The Children Have Barely Slept

Atef Abu Saif

I don’t know how many hours I’ve wasted watching my nineteen month-old girl, Jaffa, sleeping, drifting among the clouds of her dreams; the occasional movement of a limb, the faint smile dancing on her lips. This used to be my favorite moment of the day. But now, looking at children and thinking they could be dead in a minute’s time, they could be transformed into one of those images on the TV, it’s too much to bear. The cruel images from that day when a house in the neighborhood was struck by an F-16 or a drone, or the images… ...more

The Taste of Coffee in Gaza

Hedaya  Shamun

War changes the taste of coffee. Sweets are no longer as they were before, and no one wants to touch them once the kids have gone. A bitter taste settles into our eyes and into our hearts. Today is the thirteenth day of the war — of the sudden death. Every day we greet, leave, and call each other, attempting to support each other, but time gets us! We all feel those terrible shells that are so close to our heads. ...more

I Do Not Want to Be a Number

Atef Abu Saif

GAZA—Despite a long night of bombing, I woke early Tuesday morning to the sound of voices drifting through the window of my room, newly displaced people taking refuge in the United Nations Relief and Works Agency school across the street. In the last two weeks thousands have been forced to leave their homes on the coastal side of Beit Lahia and Beit Hanoun to avoid being killed by a shell from a tank or a warship. They have brought with them little but their desire to survive and have traveled toward Jabalia, the neighborhood I have lived in all my… ...more

The Underground Ghetto City of Gaza

Amir Nizar Zuabi

Ten years and seven operations later, the mission is completed. Upper Gaza is totally abandoned. All of Gaza has moved underground. Men, women and children, a great mass of people. We dug entire neighborhoods, streets, highways, schools, theaters, hospitals. We dug mirror images of the land above that we abandoned. We gave up on the dream of getting out of the Gaza Strip. On the promises to lift the blockade, to find a solution to the crowdedness and the hunger, and we took action. We, who were attacked from the sky, from the sea, from the fields, who had one-ton… ...more


Andrew Spalding

Tell me what you think about this: Sometime in the next month, a coalition of artists will place a buoy into the Gaza port. What distinguishes this buoy from the countless others directing sailors and fishermen is that mounted atop is a yellow “Caution” cone stating, “Wet floor,” and its Spanish translation, “Piso Mojado”. Such cones warn of wet surfaces in public spaces across the world, but this cone, affixed to its buoy, will dip and bob with the tides and the wake of passing ships, a small yellow obelisk sharply contrasting against the blue of the waters and the… ...more

Rebuilt Gaza Music School hopes to reach more children

Rami  Almeghari

Sarah, Abdelaziz and Anda have found a welcome distraction from Palestine’s troubles: music. They and 120 other girls and boys are enrolled in the Gaza Music School, a program of the A.M. Qattan Foundation launched in 2008. Standing in front of a choir of dozens of children, 11-year-old Sarah sang an English-language song called “I have a dream.” Her guitar teacher, Ahmad Abu Amsha, and the school’s academic coordinator, veteran musician Ibrahim al-Najjar, watched with pride. Tucked inside an area of just 320 squared meters, the school is located in the building of the Palestine Red Crescent Society in the… ...more

A new take on the Palestinian story

Egypt Independent

A review of a novel "out of it" by British-Palestinian author Selma Dabbagh: In her debut novel, British-Palestinian author Selma Dabbagh has set herself a very difficult task. “Out of It,” published by Bloomsbury UK, ...more