2/3 “I have always been really insecure about dating. I have always wanted to find my other half but I felt that with one arm, I can not offer a woman what she deserves. I can’t even give her a full hug because I only have one arm to hold her. One day I was walking down the street and I saw a girl with long wavy hair and a beautiful nose. She agreed to go out with me. After a while she introduced me to her parents. They did not accept me. They asked her how she could even consider a boy with one arm that was selling newspapers. Instead of listening to her parents she defended me. She said that all she cared about was that I am a good person. The way she defended me, right there in front of her own parents made me realize that she was the one that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.”
(Beirut, Lebanon)
“I am lucky because unlike many Palestinians I have a Lebanese passport. My grandparents are Palestinians from Haifa who fled to Syria. That is why I lived most of my life in Yarmouk, a Palestinian Refugee Camp in Syria. I left a few years ago because of the war. My...