Fantastic for anyone interested. - Rated 
this book offers a unique chance to learn of the personal experience side of the palestinian exodus, it is a highly personal account of many events, and holds vivid memories for the reader, and although the books is translated from arabic, it has lost non of its readability.
the book is not as political as some would want, it does offer some political thought now and then, but these mainly reflect the palestinian view.
overall it is an amazing read, a short but concentrated
acount that is also - interestingly - a gripping page-turner.
A deeply moving book. - Rated
The words that the author uses in his account of displacement and his return are so powerful. I have read many many books on the Israeli/Palestinian conflict and none have been so personal nor so eloquent. The author's poetry and prose is breathtakingly poignant. The emotions of displacement have not, in anything I have read so far, been so well expressed.
The pen is mightier than the sword.... - Rated 
Although Boughouti may not agree with my title,as he still awaits the independent homeland torn from him in 1967.
This slim volume of real-life recollections is one of the best middle-eastern books i have read, the tragedy of the palestinians is recounted by a peaceful,reflective middle aged veteran of the troubles. His life of constant flight is interwoven into the main story here,his return to Ramallah in the West Bank after 30 yrs of exile.
As he drives through the region,he sees the israeli flags and the settlements encroaching on what is supposed to be the palestine authority,he recalls the lives of so many people scattered accross the arab world and europe,all caused by the terrible defeat,in palestinian eyes,of June 1967,the six days war.
Having read the novels of Khanafani, i found this to have a smilar depth of sorrow, a shadowy feeling of despair but somehow boughouti does let some hope into his writing and includes some of his poetry too. Although in all reality,like Khanafani in the sixties the hopes of the noughties are just as tentative.
A window on another world,far from comfortably sleeping Western Europe...
Leaves you speechless - Rated
Words of wisdom have a way of entering our lives, just when the view becomes out of focus and we are drawn into the monotony of day-to-day life. This is my introduction to my feelings towards Palestine.
These feelings were awakened in me after reading an excellent book by Mourid Barghouti, the famous Palestinian poet. "I saw Ramallah". It is touching but most of all, very personal; an unattached account of what Palestinians go through today. Here is an excerpt from the book that touched my soul:
"So, when Yitzhak Rabin spoke so eloquently of the tragedy of Israelis as absolute victims, and the eyes of his listeners in the White House garden and in the whole worlds grew wet, I knew that I would not forget for a long time his words that day:
`We are the victims of war and violence. We have not known a year or a month when mothers have not mourned their sons.'
I feel a tremor that I know so well and which I feel when I know that I have not done my best, that I have failed: Rabin has taken everything, even the story of our death.
This leader knew how to demand that the world should respect Israeli blood, the blood of every Israeli individual without exception. He knew how to demand that the world should respect Israeli tears, and he was able to present Israel as the victim of a crime perpetrated by us. He changed facts, he altered the order of things, he presented us as the initiators of violence in the Middle East and said what he said with eloquence, with clarity and conviction. I remember every word Rabin said that day:
`We, the soldiers coming back from the war, smeared with blood, we saw our brothers and our friends killed in front of us, we attended their funerals unable to look into the eyes of their mothers. Today we remember each one of them with eternal love.'
It is easy to blur the truth with a simple linguistic trick: start your story with `secondly'. Yes, this is what Rabin did. He simply neglected to speak of what happened first. Start your story with "secondly", and the world will be turned upside down. Start your story with `secondly' and the arrows of the Red Indians are the original criminals and the guns of the white men are entirely the victim. It is enough to start with `secondly', for the anger of the black man against the white to be barbarous. Start with `secondly' and Ghandi becomes responsible for the tragedies of the British. You only need to start with `secondly', and the burned Vietnamese will have wounded the humanity of the napalm, and Victor Jara's songs will be the shameful thing and not Pinochet's bullets, which killed so many thousands in the Santiago stadium. It is enough to start the story with `secondly', for my grandmother, Umm `Ata, to become the criminal and Ariel Sharon the victim."
Mourid Barghouti
essential reading - Rated
I came upon this beautiful, unique book whilst searching for arabic poetry. The style is sometimes poetic but there's also raw experience,a reasoned,almost gentle questioning of the Israeli occupation and a sense of injustice on such a scale that it cannot be ignored. Much more effective than any textbook and more moving than any TV documentary. Read it.
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