My dad was born in Beirut, Lebanon, and moved to Australia with his family in 1985. He is the definition of a master-of-all-trades and beekeeping was among the constellation of hobbies he picked up and perfected.

Marouf Rammal, who sat on the board of the Beekeepers’ Union in South Lebanon and sourced bee strains across the south of the country, was killed by the Israeli occupation in a drone strike on April 7.

Marouf’s murder haunts me; I cannot help but be reminded of my dad.

Every Palestinian and Lebanese person in the diaspora knows the feeling of seeing yourself and your family mirrored in every martyr, every injured and displaced person. A crying child who looks like your sibling; a hostage bears your mother’s maiden name; and a martyr has features eerily similar to your own.

I learnt a lot when Dad was a beekeeper. I........

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