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A professor visits two of her Palestinian students in Ramallah and together they sneak into Jerusalem for a joyride to Jaffa: “Our car never stopped but took a pause, then zoomed forth.  Malak announced, ‘I would like to notify you that we’re in Jerusalem right now.’  The two of them suddenly yelled with sheer elation, ‘We made it!  We’re going to Yaffa!’  I had seen Malak on celebratory highs before, having seen him accomplish truly amazing things as an undergrad.  But I had never witnessed the degree of outpouring of elation I was seeing from him now.  I knew what Yaffa meant to him, as he had written about it and spoken about it on more than one occasion.  He loved the sea, and he loved Yaffa.  It had been taken from him.  It was his home, his family’s home.  At 22 years old, he had only seen the sea from Yaffa a handful of times – he had never swum there.”