I am living my own Nakba
Al JazeeraI have lost my home and I feel I may be losing my homeland too. My grandfather, Hamdi, was just eight when his family fled Bir al-Sabaa, a town in southern Palestine once known for its fertile land and agricultural life. In October 1948, several months after European-Zionist forces had proclaimed the creation of Israel, Israeli troops attacked Bir al-Sabaa, forcing thousands of Palestinians, including my grandfather’s family, to flee under the threat of being massacred. Relatives helped them buy a small plot of land in the Tuffah neighbourhood of Gaza, just 70km from their home in Bir al-Sabaa, which the Israelis renamed Beersheba. I never imagined leaving my home, but after losing everything, Gaza no longer feels like a place to live – only a graveyard of despair and loss.