Our fears, our dreams, our hopes.

I want the world to know about us. About our fears, our dreams, our difficult struggle, our hope for a peaceful and just future. Most of the time, people don’t know anything. Or, they come with strong ideas about us that have nothing to do with our reality.  And sometimes it feels as if the world has forgotten us. So when Lynda, a very kind woman I know from facebook, wrote me an email and wanted to make an interview with my family about our situation, I was so happy to open my heart to her.

Here is the article she wrote about us, interviewing my family. Thank you Lynda! To read her article, please click here.

My mother arguing with an Israeli soldier a demonstration against the Apartheid-Wall


About Saeed Amireh

My name is Saeed Ibrahim Amireh, I am 18 years old and I have been born and raised in Ni'lin, in the Westbank. During the summertime, I love to sleep on the rooftop of our house. When I see the beautiful stars, I dream to travel to far away places and meet people from all over the world. I can see the Mediterranean Sea from our roof. Often, I imagine what it is like to be at the beach and see the sun go down. I have never been to the sea because Israel does not allow us to go there. One week before the final exams in 12th grade, Israeli soldiers raided our house in the middle of the night, locked the whole family but me in a room, beat me, destroyed my room and arrested me. I was in jail for 4 months. They kept me in a small cell in complete darkness, with mice and cockroaches everywhere. They beat, threatened, and interrogated me constantly. To this date I know nothing about why they even arrested me, other than to punish my father for his non-violent activity in the "Popoular Committee Against The Wall". I've always dreamt to study and become a communication engineer. But since my father is in jail, me and my older brother have to work and take care of our mother and our small siblings. I miss my father so much, I would give anything for him to be free. But I am not even allowed to go and visit him in jail. Only my mother is allowed; she could go visit him for the first time after he was imprisoned for 4 months. Like all the villagers of Ni'lin, I wish I could taste the flavour of freedom just once.
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2 Responses to Our fears, our dreams, our hopes.

  1. kruitvat says:

    Very well. I will share it on Facebook.

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