Nakba #36 - Nabiha Hammad Abu Jamus
1945 “My mother milked the sheep and sold the milk in ‘Akka. Just a few days after she had given birth, she started working again. Our house was always full of people. We had enormous wedding celebrations. The bride wore a white, glittering dress. The bride and groom rode forward on a white horse and we followed them, singing songs. In the song for the groom, we sang that the barber would shave his beard with a golden razor. My mother fell ill and died. Then my father married my mother’s sister.” 1948 “One day, when my aunt as usual was baking bread and then spreading the finished loaves out…
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