“I only visited Gaza once. I was in elementary school. I still remember the smell of jasmine. At night, when the breeze came, the sweet smell was everywhere.
“I remember the family sitting and eating together. The house had only one level then.” When someone got married, they built another level for the new family. That’s how we did it—another wedding meant another level. When my cousins got married, we built another level for them to live in. Eventually there were three levels. It was a family house.
“I don’t know if people in the United States can understand the closeness between family members we have, especially in Gaza,” she said. “To be honest, it is way different overseas than here.
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