Here’s a nice list of things Muslim sisters can do without being criticized:
"See, I was there, in that garden, with adorable people that have everything to be happy. I was looking at them thinking, 50 years ago, Palestinians were living here, it was my country. Now, I’m coming like a fugitive, whereas Shifra’s parents aren’t even born in Israel. In what remains of Palestine, you can’t even have a lawn because of the restrictions on water, and they have beautiful green garden. As for the Israeli Arabs, they were looking at me as if I were filthy, they broke my heart…. Even my brothers reject me."
Made in Palestine, Fanny Germain
all those things flattering my ego,
kind of want to be part of the competition, but what for ?
I feel like my arrogance is taking over my sincerity and it makes me so unconfortable.
My heart is suffering so much; it can’t even shed tears anymore…