Today, two young Lebanese Sunni content creators did something simple and meaningful: they spoke about the Jewish history of Sidon.
They made a video about Jewish Saida, treating that history as what it is: part of the history of their own city.
Both are young Muslims speaking openly about a part of Saida's history that many people have ignored, forgotten, or preferred not to discuss.
Watch the video.
( I will translate on shabbat )
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Because this is Saida.
Sidon has always been more complicated than the narrow identity some people try to impose on it.
Jews lived here.
They had families, institutions, homes, businesses, schools, places of worship, and a place in the life of the city. That history does not stop belonging to Saida because the community itself is largely gone.
What makes this video especially meaningful is who is telling the story: young Sunni Muslims from Sidon.
You do not need to be Jewish to protect Jewish heritage. You do not need to share someone's religion to say: you were part of our city, and your story belongs here.
For everyone who insisted that Saida could never acknowledge its Jewish roots, this video is the biggest ba3sa in their eyes.
El Ba3sa
This is Sidon, chaverim sheli—and no one cares more about its Jewish heritage than its young Sunnis.
Because Saida remembers.
Muslims, Christians, and Jews all belonged to this city. Remembering one community takes nothing away from another. It simply gives Saida back more of its own history.
There is something emotional about hearing this from young Sunni Sidonians today. Generations have changed. Families left. Buildings disappeared, changed use, or were forgotten. Politics made certain memories difficult to speak about.
But the story survived.
And now another generation is picking it up.
Maybe this is how some things begin to heal: not through grand speeches, but through people deciding that a forgotten part of their city's history deserves to be remembered.
Inshallah, bezrat Hashem, one day we will go further.
One stone at a time. One memory at a time.
Perhaps one day a synagogue can again stand proudly in the heart of Sidon, understood neither as foreign nor out of place, but as part of Saida's own history.
Because Jewish Sidon is Sidonian history.
That history belongs here.
Saida had a Jewish community. Saida remembers it. And today, young Muslims are helping make sure others remember it too.