My special-needs daughter resisted the genocide with a dream.

By Hassan El-Nabih

Palestinian educator and writer.

A few days ago, my 30-year-old daughter Yasmin, who has special needs, walked up to me in our little place at the school shelter. Her steps were gentle, but determined. And I could see her eyes glittering with joy. I listened intently as she was struggling to speak.

“Dad…, I ate…chocolate!” she said triumphantly.