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Traveling To Israel Narrative Essay

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Traveling to Palestine was less about the fact that I am going on vacation and more so the idea that I would finally face those who stole our home. In my mind, the images of the mountains serving as a backdrop to the grass holding a place for each of the thousand tall, dark olive trees contradicted what my eyes saw on CNN as Anderson Cooper describes the use of a monstrous tank to massacre innocent Palestinian children. While I sat on a torn up seat of an rusty, twenty-year-old bus with one almost invisible air conditioner in the front, I thought about whether I would anticipate the serene lands of thousands of generations, or the dead Palestinian families lying in their bulldozed homes. Screech! As we eventually reached the Palestine checkpoint, …show more content…

Passing through the City, I saw clothing shops, souvenir spots, and the aroma of mixed spices: cinnamon, cardamom, cumin made my nose dance alongside Palestinian restaurants that gave me a whiff of falafel, and fresh fluffy pita bread. Getting closer to the mosque, I became far more anxious to see it. I was walking into the mosque site while looking back and waving at my sister to tell her to hurry up, when I bump into a wall. Or at least, that is what I hoped until I turned around to an Israeli soldier yelling at me to “STOP!” This is when I realized that they closed off the gates to the Dome of the Rock. I felt devastated, my only chance to visit the holy mosque was ruined and there was no way around it. We turned back around only to witness a peaceful protest occurring further down the Old City. This is my chance. As the call to prayer began, people gathered around the premises of the mosque since it was closed and we prayed all together on the steaming hot concrete without even having a view of the mosque. The Israeli soldiers stood along the protesters, as we concluded our prayer and fought for what we believed

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