We are not special. Be prepared, my mother-in-law tells me from Gaza. Then comes the terrible
Last time I visited from Australia, Ibtisam remained calm as I trembled through an Israeli attack. This time it is very different We are not special, Ibtisam, my mother-in-law says, and it is as if I am beside her, trembling, while she calmly pours the summakiya into the plates. The smell of it brings some