رسم للشهيد البطل قاسم حسن باشا

The picture in my mind are much more like photographs than from life. This has to do with Kassem and the particular way in which he comes into focus inside my memory. It isn't always easy to imagine everyone you meet in terms of what they might have been like as a child but with Kassem Kassem I can imagine _He was unafraid, brave, looking silently as he often did.

Kassem was proud of being Lebanese. He understood in his early age that freedom stands for something than just the right to act. He was like the rest of us looking for education-light of life. He used to dream like the rest of us. I can only assume that his dreams included life-long job, rewarded security and long summer vacation. But looking across the country at trouble , at that time, was overwhelming especially for young people like Kassem.

The national structures enabled him most readily to take up the major issues of public concern at that time. Kassem you are not there to be seen but my voice my words you hear: You are the only one who build our land.

Kassem rest in peace your name will never be forgotten.