Like millions of other Palestinians born and raised in a refugee camp after al-Nakba, the Catastrophe of 1948, my story, too, has several chapters of struggle and survival.

My generation was “lucky” in one way: We grew up listening to the stories of those who had lived in those lost villages. They knew every tree, every stone, every street. They left believing they would one day return home. We inherited their memories of Jaffa, Acre, Haifa, their stories, and with them and from them, a deep sense of injustice that we felt in our bones.

So we grew up believing that one day heroes would come — heroes who would save us, free us. Yasser Arafat was, of course, the iconic one for us. However, we were also inspired by global figures such as Jawaharlal Nehru, Ernesto “Che” Guevara, and Patrice

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