This photo, that I really like so much, was taken just shortly after we arrived to Gaza this summer. My husband's father used to be a big land-owner and this house is located at his farm. There he had planted, with his own hands, mango-, orange-, peach- and apple-threes among other things. Today the land is devided between the eight brothers and sisters, and two old mango-threes is all that is left. My husband sold his part long time ago.
Arriving to this old farm was very emotional for my husband. The whole family used to spend time there during summer-weekends, eat and sing together. His father had built a small pool on top of the roof in which the children used to play.
To me this photo represent much of our experience coming to Gaza. I love my husband and he's a great man. But he came looking for something that is no longer here. Just look at my two children standing in front of their grand-father's empty old house.
You may say I'm a dreamer,
but I'm not the only one...
6 comments:
It's not just dreams, is it though? We all carry memories of the best parts of our childhoods, and it's often difficult to come to terms with the fact that they have vanished forever and can't be reconstituted.
I wasn't particularly happy there, but I still can't quite get used to the fact that the part of the East End of London I grew up in has been more or less demolished, where my house stood is under the games pitch of a girls' school, and the vibrant Jewish East End of my childhood has long since vanished.
I so get the feeling that some people read your post and truly miss the point...on purpose...and then humor you with there own little stories which is like comparing oranges to apples. You have a great blog, you show the reality of a place very often overlooked.
You can never really go back. Our memories aren't just places, they are times, people, the age we were, the way we felt. Even when a place doesn't change, we do.
Hello,
i justed wanted to thank you for this blog. I truly enjoy reading your "episodes" and it's nice that the everyday life with all it's happiness and grooming darkness is reflected in your posts. I really like it here.
Thanks again.
Salam. Omar Abo-Namous
I love to read your impressions. Change is inevitable, even if not always welcome.
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