Chapter 9
Usama pushes open the massive gates of his family’s ancestral house and climbs the ancient spiral staircase. In the courtyard, scented with lemon blossom, he finds Nuwar seated by jasmine pots beside the pool, accompanied by a short, slim girl he initially mistakes for a boy. Nuwar greets him with lowered eyes, her face flushed, and introduces the girl as Lina, Salih’s sister. Usama politely asks about Lina’s school and about Salih; Lina replies that Salih is currently under detention, adding, “Prison’s for men. You never know when your turn will come.” The conversation turns to Adil, whom Nuwar says is still working on the farm and returns home after nightfall, while her uncle is undergoing routine medical tests. She also mentions her younger brother Basil, who is at home eager to see Usama.
Usama says goodbye and proceeds to the second floor, where he hears raised voices. He finds his cousin Basil amidst a heated discussion with friends. Basil offers him coffee, insisting he stay to be introduced to his companions. Reluctantly, Usama accepts. One of Basil’s friends launches a passionate critique of the Palestinian education pipeline: repression in elementary school, personality crushing in secondary school, an outdated high‑school curriculum, parental pressure for top grades, repayment demands for tuition, and the resulting exodus of educated professionals to Gulf countries. The friend argues that this brain drain leaves only workers and peasants, a situation Israel allegedly desires, and concludes that the younger generation remains “humble in spirit, feeble‑hearted,” working like machines and too scared to say “no.” Usama is struck by the monologue, seeing a glimmer of hope in this new generation, yet his thoughts turn bitter as he recalls Adil’s situation.
After bidding farewell to Basil and his friends, Usama descends to look for Adil. It is dusk, and Nuwar is still by the pool, speaking with Lina. Salih’s name is mentioned repeatedly; Nuwar is crying, blowing her nose, and seems emotionally troubled. Usama wonders whether Nuwar’s tears are tied to Salih’s imprisonment or perhaps a personal affection, reflecting on his mother’s unfulfilled hopes for him and Nuwar. He smiles wryly, then hurries downstairs to the main gate, exiting the house.