The first thing that Beit Duqqu brings to mind is the word "land," even if it brought to mind several meanings: the village's magical topography and the flux of its mountains, valleys, and spring streams; its deep history; the stories recalled by women on their way to its springs; its farmers when the vine tree season arrives, and the village starts resembling heaven on ُEarth, and also the martyrs who died defending it before it embraced them in its soil.
