I still remember the day Shireen Abu Akleh was martyred. My mother called me crying. She had grown up watching Shireen, who was an invited guest into her home every day while she lived in Palestine. I remember when my mom called me after Israel dropped their first bomb in Gaza, the same tears, a different type of violence. And yesterday, my mom called me again to talk about Anas. Anas al-Sharif’s voice was one I’ve come to intimately know over the last two years, and one we will…
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