Bassam Aramin


A Plea for Peace From a Bereaved Palestinian Father

By Bassam Aramin

I fought with my daughter on the day she was shot. On her way out the door to school, Abir announced, in that way children have of doing, that she would be playing with a friend that afternoon rather than coming straight home to study for an exam scheduled for the next day. She was 10 years old, smart, dedicated to her schoolwork and still a little girl.Read More



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