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Palestinian food and international friends

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The looks on my friends faces the first time they saw me pouring olive oil into  a green weird powder was priceless. The first time they ate Zaatar, they were both confused and intrigued. However, The spicy and salty mixture got much more acceptance than I anticipated, and I ended up dividing it into many portions that I gave to my friends. Currently, my life involves many nights of eating zaatar and leftover bread with friends at 2AM. "Yummy"  is how my vegetarian German friend Tina describes Zaatar. She explained that it is very uncommon for Europeans to pour oil into a seasoning like food, and dipping bread into it. She is a huge fan of Zaatar now. "Mjadara" is another common Palestinian dish that I got a lot of praise for. it is mixture of lentils and rice and fried onions. It is a very simple and affordable plate. It is usually served with a salad or yogurt. One time, My entire flat smelled like fried onions while I was making it for my British roomm

Art in Ramallah

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It has become clear to Palestinians that resistance has many shapes and forms.  Mahmoud Darwish, Ibrahim touqan and Ghassan Kanafani are prime  examples of writers who proved the importance of literary content. Through their words, they have transmitted their suffering and pain to millions of readers, and influenced hundreds of writers. This created a new era for writing and art; A new purpose was found. Years later we still appreciate the effects of their words on the world. This is called literary resistance, it is one of many types of resistance through arts. In Palestine, you are surrounded by hundreds of artists who aspire to make a change in the world. On Palestinian soil, hundreds of miles of land are occupied by the israeli separation wall, which aims to separate the palestinian territories from israel. However, Palestinians have changed this wall into an art canvas with thousands of graffitis conveying the difficulties Palestinians go through.

TiMe Fly'S ... LeSs Than TwO Month's Left:'( !!

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to have the opportunity to step out of your comfort zone , depending on your self ,interacting with new culture, new language, local people, and people from all around Europe (The Erasmus People) beside a new educational system in a really powerful university for 4 months now is a really fantastic experience that enriched me both personally and academically.  specially that i feel like the person who left palestine is not the same person who is going back. Especially when you know less than 2 months left you start thinking what u want to do, and how life could be different without malaga and your new Erasmus Friends, and how much i miss my family and my friends and i want to see them i start thinking that  i really want to go back home, but not now i want to spend more time in here get to know myself more and more , and when i am ready i will go back. time fly's is a sentence i use so much, and i say it when i remember the memories that i have been throw, and i will r

Traducción al español - Translating blog posts to Spanish

Traducción al español Hola, esta publicación es para que sepas que todas las publicaciones se pueden traducir al español simplemente usando google chrome. Una vez que haga clic en una publicación, aparecerá una nota en la pantalla que sugerirá la traducción inmediata de las publicaciones. Gracias Translation to spanish Hello, This post is to let you know that all posts can be translated to spanish simply by using google chrome. Once you click on a post, A note will appear on the screen, and it will suggest immediate translations of the posts. Thank you

Tarifa

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On the coast of Tarifa, lies the purest and the whitest sand you could find. With a sky filled with hundreds of kites and a body of water overflowing with surfers, I was truly mesmerized by the beauty of Tarifa. I was lucky enough to spend the previous weekend in Tarifa with some friends. Although I already knew how close Africa is to Europe, I was really surprised when I could actually see Tanger with my own eyes. We stayed in a beautiful hostel 5 minutes away from the beach, where some really nice people were volunteering. They tried to make the atmosphere as nice as it could be, and I got the sense that they were more like a family. We were not prepared for the wind that was blowing really hard, or the cold breeze at night. However, this did not stop us from enjoying the beach, the sunset, and the food. I have never experienced anything like The atmosphere of the city; so lively and young. I got the sense that the citizens of the city were  content and laid back, wh

Palestina

Today, I felt my heart break to pieces as I watched the news about Palestine. 70 years of occupation have passed, and all I can do is watch the news thousands of miles away. Nothing can be done, no one understands. For the first time in my life, I feel the importance of the solidarity Palestinians provide one another. 70 years of pain, 70 years of pain that Palestinians have carried alongside them. 70 years of suffering we had to endure. 70 years for our hearts to beat only for Palestine. 70 years of chants and music and a fire that will never go out, like a constant burn in the hearts of Palestinians. 70 years of Chants and rhymes and cries that have echoed in the halls of our weddings and funerals and birthdays and graduations. That is 70 years of heartbreak, 70 years of tears, 70 years and hundreds of thousands of martyrs. 70 years, that is 25 550 days of yearning for something that was stolen from us. I get so frustrated when someone calls me brave or strong. I am human, lik

finding my second family !

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i really miss my friends and family , especially the moments when we used to sing and act like we have the most beautiful voice or to start singing and mentioning a joke which is " please don't sing we don't want people to escape from you're horrible voice " . until i came to Spain one day i was singing with my flatmate , and she mentioned that she is in a choir for the university of Malaga. so she convinced me and i went with her to the choir so  after the second practice the conductor did a test for me, the funniest part was when he played the note and expects that i sing the note and repeat it , at that time i was staring at him i was talking in English and he replies in Spanish no one understood nothing , so we called our flatmate to translate. he was saying in Spanish don´t be afraid just relax , so after i finished the test , he was saying in Spanish " that i have a beautiful voice and i can learn fast but it's obvious that i have never been in