You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry. You agree to get him dinner. You open up the kids menu, your child is far too young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry. Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger.
Recently I posted this picture in instagram and facebook, and happily surprised with the repercussion. I thought people would just look and say bad things about me being fat. But I received almost 200 likes and 40 comments that were all of them positive. I’m happy and confident as I had never been on my life before. You don’t have to be ashamed for being fat, people that should be ashamed for being judgmental about you just for the way you look.
Rami Rayan, 22 years old, was a Palestinian photojournalist killed on July 30, 2014 in an Israeli airstrike on a busy market in Shujaiyya. He was at the market to cover Palestinian citizens shopping for basic necessities during a four-hour truce called by the Israeli military. He was a photographer for the Palestine Network for Press & Media and was wearing a helmet and a vest marked “PRESS” vest when he was found among the dead. At least 16 other people were killed, and over 150 wounded, in the attack. His weapon? His camera.