Throughout her life, my grandmother produced hundreds of masterpieces of Palestinian authentic embroidery pieces. Functional and decorative and ranging from small napkins to dining table covers. However, what has become my favorite piece from all her works is an uncompleted piece that I found laying in the bottom of one of her drawers.


I remember as a child, and after her eye sight became weaker, transposing embroidery patterns for her on square grid paper. Everyday she would have some time set aside to work on her latest piece. My guess is that this piece is one of her latest works where she made a mistake in calculating how much space is needed for BLESS. I’m not sure why she didn’t attempt to correct it? However, with her needle still there I would guess it maybe her last piece.. which makes it so precious and so dear to me.

She was the blessing of our home and not a day goes by that I don’t miss her, her smile, and the blessings she brought into our lives. RIP Tata Badia’a.

–Jack Rabah


Early morning photo shoot…

Yesterday morning, I packed my gear and headed to my kids’ school. My son’s class was presenting Arabic club activities to the rest of the school in the morning chapel meeting. He wanted me to take photos so they can put them on the school’s facebook page. I was happy to oblige.

I was happy to see that their activities included a number of traditional dances, songs, and an enactment of a traditional wedding. I thank their teacher for taking the time to teach them about these important aspects of our heritage. The kids enjoyed their performance and had a very lively, at moments uncontrollable, audience 🙂

— Jack Rabah