Beschrijving Het Verhaal Achter de Pop Reem Nabhan “The soul of my soul” That’s how her grandpa Khaled described her. Today, Reem and her grandpa were supposed to be celebrating their birthdays together. They both were murdered in Gaza. They had a special connection, both being born on December 23. However, today, there is no celebration, because you and I funded her murder. Our bombs were dropped, and her life was forever taken. No more birthdays. No more cake. No more grandpa hugs. Sweet Reem, part of our soul died under the rubble with you. I’m so sorry that your life ended so violently. I’m so sorry we couldn’t stop our politicians from killing you. I hope you feel loved and safe and celebrated in heaven with your grandpa Khaled. The world miss you dearly. Help de Palestijnse cultuur en roep om vrijheid te verspreiden en normaliseren. NEVER STOP TALKING ABOUT A FREE PALESTINE Deze handgemaakte pop is een investering in een verhaal. Het is een stille, maar krachtige herinnering aan het verhaal van Reem en ontelbare vermoorde kinderen die de zoektocht naar rechtvaardigheid. De pop staat niet alleen in je kamer; hij staat samen met jou aan de goede kant van de geschiedenis.
