My son, Mahmoud, celebrated his 18th birthday a week ago. Alongside the joy, the day brought back memories of the countless moments he experienced throughout those years as a Palestinian child growing up in Jaffa, a citizen of this state. Already from the age of three or four, Mahmoud understood this state differentiates between people — a hierarchy determined according to skin color, religion, and nationality. Mahmoud understood that Jewish children are deemed more important. He understood this because there was no playground near our house, and even when one was built later it was pitiful, despite the fact that...
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