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Kristen Ess, The Palestine News Network, May 28, 2008
Ghassan says that his grandmother, with the key that he and she now share, still works in the door of her original home in Beit Urtab Village in the Jerusalem area, was expecting the negotiations to work out, and that he himself is looking for a political solution, but as they stand now, negotiations are worthless. He also continues to talk about growing up in a refugee camp. Dheisha Refugee Camp began with three tents, the fourth added by Ghassan’s grandparents. "I wanted to take action, but my grandmother wasn't like that. She was still waiting for the negotiations of Arafat and then Abu Mazen to lead somewhere. All of the words are empty. I'm not with the governments or the negotiations, or anything. There is no peace. If they tell me there is peace, the first stone is the Wall. "I told my grandmother I want to go, I want to get out, I want to play like the Israeli kids get to, to dress and eat, I want to travel, to ride in an airplane. My grandmother said we had no options and she was sad because she couldn’t do anything for me, for her grandson.
"You know there are kids in the world, the way they live, they go to parties, have birthday parties, they're happy, they go places as tourists, they travel in airplanes. They see the world, they see life. I don't know anything about this stuff, it's like it's not my right to know. But isn’t it my right to live like them? Am I not a good guy? Am I not like them? Or is it that my name is Palestinian so everything is forbidden. This is a question I ask myself. I've lived a hard life. I want to try to help the kids living in these streets to live a little better life. I can bring them and talk to them and to teach them what I can. This is something that really gets to me. The kids. All kids in the world are the same. Why don't our kids get to be kids, why do the Israelis put them through this? They can't go to Jerusalem, none of its can. It's originally Palestinian, but we can't enter it, even to pray. It's forbidden. If the kids get near the Wall, the army shoots at them. How can you shoot at kids? What is happening inside of you when you shoot a child? I was once a child too." Ghassan Hamdan talks about the reality of living in camp, growing up, and the loss of his childhood friend when he was so young, it is horrific that he had to know such things so early on in his life. To read the full article please visit The Palestine News Network.
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