says as he shows a group of children how to grow tomatoes that he has brought back from Holland: oxheart tomatoes, striped tomatoes and even varieties which are pink or yellow.
Abu Fuad, who will be 100 this year, is one of those forced into exile.
He even took part in the fighting in 1948 “with a gun bought from an Egyptian who was selling weapons dating back to World War I” in order to fight and save his village, Beit Aatab some 40 kilometres from Bethlehem.
More than 760,000 Palestinians — estimated today to number around 5.5 million with their descendants — fled or were driven from their homes in 1948, with the Nakba marked every May 15.
Abu Fuad was one of them, leaving his home with everything inside it “because people thought they would come back.”
Moving from place to place, he finally found a single room measuring just over six square metres which had to provide shelter for 12 people.
With no work and no money, they were forced to rely on the support of the Red Cross and the UN, with the UN’s agency for Palestinian refugees (UNRWA) today still helping more than five million refugees spread across Jordan, Syria, Lebanon and the occupied territories.
When Abu Fuad left his house, he locked it with a heavy iron key which he still guards closely.
“It is sacred,” he says, kissing it and touching it to his forehead.
Over decades of exile this young man wrote poems about his now destroyed home, eventually becoming a great-grandfather, still bright-eyed but going slightly deaf.
Before Israel built the separation barrier which now surrounds Bethlehem, he went back to Beit Aatab.
“I found the place where my school was,” he says, his eyes glistening as he recites one of his poems.
“Oh Muslims, Oh Christians, you have too easily abandoned Palestine!” he says, still bitter over the Arab armies who were defeated more than six decades ago.