Our Thoughts and Dreams

Don't I Have the Right to Dream?
by the whole group

I dream of a family that could care for me and give me affection, and a house outside the camp, with a green yard, in a place without alleyways. And I dream of finishing my schooling if I should want to, and of choosing what I want to be, even if it is a garbage collector. And I dream of having an identity card and of returning to Palestine. But I’m afraid that my dreams will hit up against the walls of the camp. Or that they will get lost among crooked and narrow alleyways, or that they will be polluted by the garbage. I’m afraid when I dream that my dreams will hit up against my reality, my being a Palestinian refugee deprived of my rights. And I ask myself, am I really denied the right to dream? And I ask the world, don’t I have the right to dream?

As imagined by Shatila Children

1. Palestine, the land:
Very, very beautiful and very green. Covered by flowers and trees. It is full with fresh water. There are so many yards and playgrounds. No alleys. No garbage. Streets are clean. No Syrians. No Lebanese. There is a sea of chocolate in Palestine.
There are good schools. There are schools for music. There are good hospitals and good universities. Parents find work. Houses are large. Every house has a garden. Every child in the family has his own bedroom. Children can become doctors or engineers or whatever they want.

3 - Human Relations:
Parents don't die. Parents love each other. Parents love their children and take care of them. Parents don't divorce. Parents don't get married twice. There are no grandparents. All parents are wealthy. Teachers love their students. People are people. People help each other. Everybody is happy. Children don't work; they ride bikes all the time. Girls and boys love each other without fear. Love is not a shame. Boys and girls go to the same schools. Girls don't get married early. They wait for the ones they love. Women don't gossip. Children are happy. People are nice to children. Girls have beautiful dresses. It is always Eid in Palestine.