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I was afraid, like, I remember that my grandmother was holding my hand all the time. We were running and escaping and trying to avoid the tear gas. It was fear. It was really fear. Yeah, I remember the first, my real political awareness or real political activism was when I was 9, 10. It was in 1982. I don’t know if you heard about Sabra and Shatila Massacre in the Lebanon War, the First Lebanon Invasion[1]. Then I was 10, and there was a huge demonstration here in Nazareth against this massacre. And I joined my grandmother, she held my hand. Read the rest of this entry »

Yeaah, there is a pressure for me to get married.
My grandmother, when I visit her, she kills me. Yallah! Yallah! (laughs)
“Get off!” I say all the time.

You know, in Arabic culture, when the girl is 25 years old, it’s time. It’s the time to get married and have the children. But I think they are all crazy, really. We have to live our life! Life is good and we should live it the right way. Maybe, some of our society thinks that the right way is to marry. We should get a husband, make children. I don’t think so, yeah. I want to do the best in my work. I want to get married and have children, but I wait. I will wait till the right time…and the right person (laughs). Read the rest of this entry »