Things I won’t forget (“Peeling Oranges” final installment)

As I finish up my writing about Jordan and Palestine, I’d like to share some final snapshots.Faces My host mom, who walks by my room and says a cheerful “Keefik ya Jordan?” after a long day at work. My baby sister, who sits on my lap, pressing the tops of my fingernails and squeezing the skin between … Continue reading Things I won’t forget (“Peeling Oranges” final installment)