#saveshiekhjarrah

[fatimauii]

Behind each statistic and each name is a whole existence cut short by the terrorist colonizers.

[islamicquotesandreminders]

#SaveShiekhJarrah

[detergentbubble]

A thread on Olive And Palestine And Hope. 🇵🇸

mahmoud darwish / sharif s. elmusa, “flawed landscape” / fredrika bremer / naomi shihab nye, “different ways to pray” /Olive    -   Kostas Papanikolaou , 1991. / mahmoud darwish, “the second olive tree” /

Olive Trees with Yellow Sky and Sun, Vincent van Gogh. /

miftah, olive trees – more than just a tree in palestine / @imransuleiman - palestinian lady collects gas bombs fired by israeli army. she grows flowers in these bombs. /miftah, olive trees – more than just a tree in palestine

[syrian-story]

Simply put.

I don't know who this guy is, but man, he describes the situation in Palestine for the average person in just one simple example. 😁

[se-a09]

العيد في المسجد الاقصى 🇵🇸♥️

[rims-mind]

Evil inside them, they won't stop hate.

[sha3irah]

This was my submission to the Palestine Is Not Alone art contest sponsored by @walaa_gallery on IG, in which I won 2nd place.

This piece is inspired by Fairuz’s song, Zahrat El-Mada’en (The Flower of All Cities) which she sung in tribute to the beautiful city of Jerusalem. All of the lyrics are heart-touching but the one that especially motivated this piece was “عيوننا إليك ترحل كل يوم” which translates to, “Our eyes go to you every day.”

I found this interesting for a number of reasons. Whenever we love something or someone, we have a tendency of looking at the subject of our affections a great deal. In fact, science has found that our pupils dilate when we see something or someone we are fond of. Interestingly, our eyes also dilate when the area around us is dark, in an effort to let in more light so that we can see better. When I realized that connection, the phrase ‘light of my eyes’ made a lot more sense. This phrase is often used to describe a thing or especially a person we love--and our eyes actually do react to the ones we love as though they are a source of light! In the same way, Jerusalem--and Palestine in general--holds the same place in our hearts.

(For us Muslims, Jerusalem is the location of the third holiest site in the world--Al-Aqsa mosque. It is worthy to note that the building that I painted in the eye is not Al-Aqsa itself but the Dome of the Rock, which--while does not harbor the same Holy status as Al-Aqsa--is a shrine with great historical significance in Islam, that is located on the site of Al-Aqsa. In proportional terms, it was the building that fit the best inside the eye that I painted.)

In general, there is a lot of darkness in the world right now. Whether it be the genocide of the Palestinians, the genocide of the Uyghurs in China, the famine in Yemen, the war in Syria...Unfortunately, I could go on all day. The Palestinians, in particular, have been avidly resisting apartheid and the occupation for over seventy years now--and their perseverance is illuminating in the midst of all that is going on. Palestine is the light of our eyes and we are never letting go of it--no matter what it takes.

[shadathebookworm]

I’ve been reblogging nonstop about Palestine but I haven’t made my own post yet so here it is. If you don’t know what’s happening in Palestine, take a look at my pinned post, scroll through my blog, look it up, this isn’t meant to educate anyone.

I’m on the bus now on my way home from a protest in my city for Palestine and I’m remembering my very first protest. It was also for Palestine. I was nine. I had school the next day and I was more than proud to tell my teacher why my voice was gone. I learned the word apartheid before I could understand what it meant. I’m remembering the time I was handed a megaphone at a protest when I was a young teen to help lead a chant. I did it with no hesitation. This is normal to me. This isn’t my first protest. It won’t be my last.

There were children at today’s protest. Some the same age I was at my first one. Some older, some younger. There were kids sat on their parents’ and siblings’ shoulders, waving Palestinian flags and yelling “free Palestine” with so much pride. There were teens, there were adults. I saw people that I see regularly and people I haven’t seen in a while. I saw old classmates from high school. I saw people I’ve seen before at protests and people I’ve never seen. There were literally thousands of people there. So many of them were Muslims, it’s the last day of Ramadan and we’re fasting. It didn’t stop us. I saw signs in English, Arabic, Spanish, and Hebrew. Representatives from other organizations joined us in solidarity. I’ve never been prouder of my city.

Today I also screamed my self hoarse, just like every other time. My throat hurts, my legs and back ache, and it’s still not enough. And it will never be enough until Palestine is free. It’ll never be enough until kids in Gaza don’t have to get accustomed to hearing bombs go off. It’ll never be enough until the citizens of Sheikh Jarrah are left to live in peace. It’ll never be enough until Jerusalem isn’t attacked every Ramadan. It’ll never be enough until all Palestinians can live in peace on their own land. It’ll never be enough until every Palestinian refugee has the right to return.

I have thought of nothing but Palestine the past however many days. I’ve spent days either in tears or forcing them back. And I can’t imagine how the people living there must feel everyday. So even if I am tired and exhausted, I will fight. Until I can’t hold my arms out, until my legs can’t carry me, until my throat can’t make noise, until my lungs can’t draw breath, until Palestine is free I will fight.

Until Palestine is free, until Black people don’t have to fear the police, until Colombians don’t have to fear state violence, until every oppressed people are free, I will continue to fight in anyway I can. You can’t be for the liberation of one without being for the liberation of all.

It’s been a long day and I’m tired but mostly I’m proud. I’m proud of myself, I’m proud of my city for showing up in a massive way, and most of all I’m proud of Palestinians back home who refuse to stop and give up. The Palestinian spirit is truly unbreakable. Free Palestine 🇵🇸

[stardustandbucky]

PSA: if you would like to donate to a Palestine relief fund, i would HIGHLY encourage you to check and verify the organization you are checking out, as it could entirely be an isr*eli one (i cant find the post where i read it but there was one that was a support fund for jerusalem but it was actually an isr*eli fund for the z*onists rather than for the palestinians suffering).

Another point: avoid funds for the people of Shiekh Jarrah as they have stated they are not asking for any money, just support in their cause and for everyone possible to be vocal in any way they can to the maximum of their ability. So try to avoid funds in the name of the people of Shiekh Jarrah.

On the other hand, Gaza is in desperate need of funding, food, medical supplies (and personnel), so if you are aiming to donate to anything, make sure it's for Gaza relief, but still check to verify the fund.

Disclaimer: i am not knowledgeable of any of any trusted organisations, i would direct you to the vocal palestinians who have made comprehensive posts about that on their instagrams and/or twitter. I've just been seeing donating posts and wanted to make this post to remind to check before donating to the wrong organisation.

PLEASE B CAREFUL WHERE YOU SEND YOUR MONEY

[fatimauii]

Aren't these the same people who cry about holocaust, how they were expelled from germany and play victim card wherever they go? Ironically the so called civilized world is supporting this genocide.

[palestiniangirlblog]

10 years old. Heart wrenching. 💔

[neamayehia]

A message to the world

[syrian-story]

A terrifying #video shows Israeli settlers pulling a Palestinian out of his car and beating him to death.

#freepalestine #savesheikhjarrah #saveSilwan #palestine #Israelwarcrime #syria

[aseelsadiq]

[thegirlintheredchair]

BOOK REVIEW: PACHINKO by MIN JIN LEE

I'm not sure why haven't posted this review in booker even though I read this long time back..

Anywho...

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Pachinko is very much a recommended read. I normally would not have picked this on my own but I'm glad I did...also I don't think I did justice to the book with this review because so much is happening and tbh it's a difficult book to review... 🙂🙂 nonetheless...

It takes a while to pick up, but once it does, it is immersive. It is a historical account of four generations of a Korean family, set in the 20th century. It follows their hardship through the political turmoil of wartime, Japanese colonization, and seeing your homeland being split into two countries you never thought possible. I know next to nothing about Korean history, and this book was very detailed yet still a personal account of it, and I loved reading it.

Oppression is one of the many themes in this book. The Koreans faced numerous injustices during their colonization, from being imprisoned without trial to being discriminated due to their race and culture. Even when Koreans worked their way up from squalor, people were still distrustful of them. Kinda like it still is with any race or ethnicity living in another place 🙃 It's 2021 and the world has learned nothing! I mean look at Palestine. Colonialism has never been fun and never will be. May God save the people of Palestine from their oppressors!!!

Back to the book...The characters are all likable. I found Sunja to be a very resilient woman. How she tackles the hardships and tragedies in her life was commendable. I liked how the Author discussed race, culture, lineage, and stereotypes from both genders' perspectives.

If you've been on my blog for a while, you'll know my favorite part of any book is when the title makes sense. And the title only makes sense once you've read the entire book...

Pachinko is a Japanese arcade game where metal balls are launched into a series of obstacles (pins, levers, cups, traps). The objective of the game is to land the balls at the bottom of the machine. But here's the twist, the game is rigged for you to lose. The pins are bent in such a way that the balls never reach the bottom.😬

Back then.. Working in pachinko parlors was akin to working in casinos. For Koreans to get out of squalor in Japan, their only option was to open or work in pachinko parlors, a job looked down upon by many Japanese. It was shady and dishonest, and just how the Japanese viewed Koreans.

Another parallel that can be drawn from this was how pachinko represented Korean life in japan. There was always the chase of hope, just within reach but just like pachinko, little adjustments are made that you never actually win.

I believe it was also a representation of Sunjas life. Pachinko wasn’t just a game of chance, it required technique and observation. Sunjas friendship with Hansu, her survival during the war, the changes in her life and her sons, and all her relations could be credited to chance but not entirely, just like a game of Pachinko.

The one thing I disliked while reading, were the character jumps. You'd get invested in one character's story only to jump into a new character and find out through their narrative that five years have passed and so and so character has a family now with other bajillion changes in their lifestyles. I found this a little unsatisfying but it didn’t ruin my reading experience.😇

All in all, Pachinko was a gripping narrative, an education, a peek into history about a topic that I was and still am a little ignorant about. I loved reading it and definitely recommend it! 😊👌🏻

[elle22s]

The Palestinian issue before it becomes a political issue is a humanitarian issue, so it's not necessary for you to be a Palestinian to speak up , it is enough for you to be a human being ! So please help them . If you have a platform on this app the least you can do is share the news , because while we're in our homes safe & secured other people are being thrown out of theirs even tho israel has no legal claim to east Jerusalem ! Citizens of sheikh jarrah have been fighting for nearly a decade and a half against their eviction and Israeli forces replied aggressively . I still have so much to say but i know that most of you already know about this since it's been trending and if anyone needs more information just dm me & ill tell you everything you need with proof ! please i beg you keep Palestine in your hearts they need you .