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Child of Stone by Youth Media Project
 

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  • You asked me who I am , do you really expect an answer, do you really want to hear my story. I’ve been living my whole life with questions that I never knew their answers. I’m 17 years old born into a conflict that shaped who I am, I grew up with the sound of bullets as my bed time story, I’m not saying that they were bad story tellers in fact they told me stories about a lot of people, but they were all sad, asked the bullets why? The bullets had no answers, then why should I give you one?
    Those bullets who became so familiar that I called them my friends, I got used to them , they have been a part of my long nights, wondering about each and every one of them. I told my mom about my new friends, and asked her why do they scare her? She told me that those bullets don’t exist they are all part of my imagination, as I got older she couldn’t convince me that they are not real , so I was left again with no answers, then why should I give you one ?
    In the second intifada , I was a 7 years old who experienced hunger, fear and humiliation like the rest of my people . and then I started asking questions, mama why are we not allowed to get out of the house? Mama why don’t we have food ? mama why are we crawling on the ground? Mama why are you crying? All of these where questions that I never had answers for , then why should I give you one?

    I saw blood , dead bodies everywhere, I didn’t ask questions because I knew that I will never get an answer .
    I felt the soldiers hands touching my body in the most humiliating and disgusting way at each and every check point. And I couldn’t ask why
    My country is surrounded by a wall , as if we’re animals, I collected the rest of my hopes of having answers and I asked why? They told me because you and your people are terrorists .. but wait , I don’t understand, I thought that I was a good person, do I let them shape who I am ?
    They thought if they took everything from me I wont ask for anything but they don’t know that even a bird who was born in a cage dreams about freedom.
    I know how it feels not to have answers so I’m going to answer yours , I’m a Palestinian the child of the stone , I answered your question, bout who’s going to answer mine ?
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