When Israel Steals Your Sight, Fire Becomes All You See

“Blood covered my face. My hair was burning. The fire in my hair was the only light I could see,” Tasneem whispered, recalling the night her world collapsed.

I can’t imagine an end to this war. I can’t even define the peace of imagining what it would look like, because war has stolen everything from Gazans, even the light in their eyes.

Just months earlier, Tasneem (19 years old) was preparing for her tawjihi, Palestine’s crucial high school exams that decide a student’s…