Letter to Randa from a Yemeni mother.

The whole world is now a witness to what's happening to your husband, even when they pretend not to know. We see and we hear. All of us. Whether we like it or not.   InshaAllah a stop will be placed on this fake detention practice as a result of your husbands action. Mostly I hope your husband and father of your children will be returned to you soon. Bi Idhn Illah.  

From Al-Andalus

Dear Khader Adnan,

We are with you and your family. We are also with all Palestinian political prisoners. Freedom and justice for Palestine!
Stay strong Khader !

With all my heart
Maria

Letter to Khader Adnan and his family

I wish I could write to you in my language, Spanish, to be able to express better my thinking and feelings...but I'll do my best in this alien (for both of us) language.

I cannot address you without addressing your family at the same time. I am thinking of your wife and your three children (one not even born yet) as much as I think of you.

Not because I am not an activist, but precisely because I am. I am from a country (Uruguay), and a continent (Latin America) which have a long history of struggle and resistance. We endured military dictatorships, civil wars, defeted guerrilla movements, US interventions, neoliberal policies that smashed our social fabric, and so on.

Hundreds of thousands of families in our countries were torn apart because of repression, and they paid a high price for their commitment to justice and liberation. Too many families have had relatives in jail, exiled, disappeared, tortured...just as the Palestinian people. The father of my children -like many thousands- grew up without his father, who was underground for many years, and later spent 15 years in jail, in the harshest conditions imaginable. His children spent their childhood and youth visiting him in military units, without being able even to touch him. But they survived, father and children. And they are honoring life today, and so does the younger generation, my children.

As I said, families -children, parents, partners- always pay a high price, as activists themselves pay. Like Randa, Ma'ali, Bissan, and their future sibling are paying and will pay. However, nobody can say anything -let alone jugde- to/about freedom fighters who are determined to sacrifice themselves and their personal life (family included). When you are born in a country and a time where oppression rules your whole life and harms your people, and denies any decent human future for your children and grandchildren, you likely end up thinking that you have no other choice. Just as simple as that.

And your children will understand your choice -as Randa does-, although they will certainly pay the highest price. Maybe it will take different times and ways for each of them to come to terms with your choice... who knows? That is the experience we had in Latin America with thousands of children whose lives were torn apart by jail, exile, forced disappearance, violence, etc. But at the end of the day, love and blood ties prevail.
 
You have gone to the limits of that choice, stating that dignity and freedom for your people are more important than your own life. I know well that feeling, and I know that you are not alone. And moreover, I know that your sacrifice is not and will not be in vain.

I wish and pray that you survive this terrible instance. But if you don't, we all know that you will be forever alive in the memory and struggle of your people. As one of our martyrs in Latin America (who happened to be a man of faith like you, and a Catholic bishop) said: "If they kill me, I will resuscitate in the Salvadorean people. If God accepts the sacrifice of my life, let my blood be a seed of liberation, and a sign that our hope will soon become a reality" (Oscar Romero, 1980).

We all want you alive, and we all want you back to your family, and to your people. Keep up your struggle and resistance, and honor life in the best way you understand it.

Salaam aleikum to you and your beloved and corageous family, especially your women.

Maria
 

Solidarity.

Khader (and Family)-

I have followed your hunger strike with feelings of frustration, depression, and anxiety, but ultimately with a sense of awe. They shackle you down and taunt you while you are famished and physically weak, dear Khader, but they cannot eclipse or destroy your strength, your courage, your resilience, your triumph. The media subservient to power centers ignore you now, but after Palestine is free and Israeli apartheid has come to an end, your hunger strike will be clearly seen for what it is: a major blow stricken for the twin causes of freedom and justice. 

So many people want you to live, Khader. But they also understand the reason for your sacrifice.

Patrick Higgins
Michigan

Jill, Glasgow, Scotland

Khader,
All your friends are with you here and giving you strength.
We are all fighting with you. Keep believing.
Our best thoughts are with you.

Love.

Sent from my Windows Phone

To Khader

May Allah protect you and your family.
May your courage be an example to the world.
We all stand with you
Freedom for Palestine and for all political prisoners!!!

Jasmine, Cairo - Egypt

رسالة إلى خضر عدنان

آهٍ عليك وأنت تجلس وحيداً... تطلّ من شباك غرفتك على ثلج جبل الجرمق,لترى الجبل صاغراً أمام صمودك اللامتناهي,آهٍ و الموت يدنو منك بوجل واحترام,لا يدفئ عظمك في هذا البرد إلا غطاء كرامتك,ولا يضيئ ظلام غرفتك إلا نور معصميك المكبلين,ترسم انتصارك بإبتسامة و تنتزع حريتك بنظراتك الرجولية,
لك المجد ينحني يا من لبست العز رداءاً...خضر عدنان وأنت تكتب التاريخ من جديد .... سلمت يداك و قدماك...سلم جوعك و فكرك الاسطوري
Tamara Halasi
Jerusalem

Tears

Tears of joy, tears of sorrow.

Tears of sorrow for the suffering and injustice inflicted on Khader Adnan.
I see the dark, hard hearts of those diseased with hate and fear.

Tears of joy for the courage and determination of Khader Adnan.
I see light on the horizon and the promise of a glorious day.

Thank you, Khader for my tears.
They wash away the arrogant dirt that sullies my humility.
They wash away my despair and allow my determination to shine with my hope.

Thank you, my brother. Thank you for my tears.

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Joel Miller, Sweden