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Welcome - 'Ahlan Wasalahn
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and learn about the Palestinian Olive Harvest
I Belong There by Mahmoud Darwish
I belong there. I have many memories. I was born as everyone was born. I have a mother, a house with many windows, brothers, friends and a prison cell with a chilly window! I have a wave snatched by seagulls, a panorama of my own. I have a saturated meadow. In the deep horizon of my word, I have a moon, a bird's sustenance, and an immortal olive tree. I have lived on the land long before swords turned man into prey. I belong there. Where heaven mourns for her mother, I return heaven to her mother. And I cry so that a returning cloud might carry my tears. To break the rules, I have learned all the words needed for a trial by blood. I have learned and dismantled all the words in order to draw from them a single word: Home