A mother's tear
I have so much to say about the situation in Gaza since I've returned. About the checkpoints that continue to tear the strip apart. About the brutality of occupation manifested in all its forms. But yesterday was different. Yesterday, I visited the family of 11-year-old Noran Iyad Deeb, who was brutally murdered by Israeli snipers in Rafah as she was lining up in her school courtyard. And I cried with her mother. I cried for all of Palestine's children. And for all the mother's who have lost theirs. And I thought of my own baby Yousuf. And I wept even more.