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As Nidal translated, Dalia and Bashir gazed across the room at each other, not smiling, not frowning, not blinking, eyes locked.
The Lemon Tree, Sandy Tolan, (Page 259)
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As Nidal translated, Dalia and Bashir gazed across the room at each other, not smiling, not frowning, not blinking, eyes locked.
The Lemon Tree, Sandy Tolan, (Page 259)
In late 1988, the former PFLP spokesman, who still carried deep scars from the letter bomb that blown up his face sixteen years earlier..."
The Lemon Tree, Sandy Tolan, (Page 213)
Bashir would not read Dalia's open letter for weeks.
The Lemon Tree, Sandy Tolan, (Page 203)
Later, in the Jabalya camp, several thousand people gathered for the funeral, and clashes broke out. The next day, boys and young men began hurling stones at the Israeli soldiers. Hundreds of stones were falling on the troops, so they responded with live fire
The Lemon Tree, Sandy Tolan, (Page 193)
'When they took me back...Rasmiah couldn't stand on her own feet. She was lying on the floor and there were bloodstains on her clothes. Her face was blue and she had a black eye...They were beating me and beating her, and we were both screaming. Rasmiah was still saying: 'I know nothing' and they spread her legs and shoved the stick into her. She was bleeding from her mouth and from her face and from her end. Then I became unconscious.'
The Lemon Tree, Sandy Tolan, (Page 168)
One clammy gray morning in January 1968, Dalia awoke in Ramla with Bashir and his family on her mind.
The Family Tree, Sandy Tolan, (Page 154)
After nineteen years we really had the very strong feeling that we were going back to our lands, houses, streets,schools-to our lives. That we would get our freedom back to the homeland. Sorry to say, that was not the case. It was an illusion.
The Lemon Tree, Sandy Tolan, (Page 136)
By the spring of 1967, as Dalia began to hear chilling threats on the radio from Arab broadcasters speaking bad Hebrew, the world darkened. She could sense it. Warr, it seemed, would be possible to avoid.
Sandy Tolan, The Lemon Tree, (Page 122)