Today, Shatila bids farewell to its oak tree, Um Mohammed Rajeh

Forty-four years ago, we were a few boys who refused to leave with the Palestinian revolution fighters from Beirut, insisting on staying in the Shatila camp with the camp's residents. Something inside us said that Sabra and Shatila were heading towards a massacre, and that we had to stay by our people's side, no matter the cost. We had no shelter in the camp. We moved from