I have never felt as unsafe as I have on Columbia’s campus as I have over the past six months while facing death threats, harassment from peers and professors, and racialized school surveillance. I finally feel safe again for the first time in the Gaza Solidarity Encampment. (1/)

The level of community is unmatched. You leave your belongings for hours and come back to find them untouched in a lawn full of hundreds of people. People are constantly donating supplies, blankets, and food. Fathers bringing their children and old couples bringing their pets.

I’ve had heartfelt conversations with countless people of all walks of life in the past few days, all of us eating together and huddling under our blankets in rain & in cold. Movie screenings, dancing, teach-ins from 1968 protesters. We are reclaiming our education from fascism.

Every university in Gaza has been destroyed. The space here is in their memory. Welcome to the People’s University for Palestine: