This is not a Palestinian mother, this is an American mother,
crying and saying
"We were having dinner, we saw a huge fire outside, so we gathered what we could and left the house.
We thought we would come back to our house tomorrow so we didn't pack anything.
My kids keep asking me that
"Mama, when are we going home?"
We only have what is worn. We have been wearing the same thing for two days. How will I tell my children that we no longer have a home?"
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