Rima Najjar, Lifta-Haifa, Bloomington

When I return, I will visit the ruins of Lifta, the only village of hundreds of Palestinian villages “not to have been subsequently covered in the concrete and tarmac of Israeli towns and roads, or planted over with trees and shrubs to create forests, parks and picnic areas, or transformed into Israeli artists’ colonies.”

I will buy land there, a plot next to my grandfather’s house now occupied by a Jewish family. I will build another house there and invite whatever Jewish family is still living in my grandfather’s house to a cup of coffee, and if they are hungry, perhaps cook maqloubeh or mloukhieh with chicken for them.

Stop the Israeli government’s impending construction of luxury apartments and a hotel on my ancestral land.