My father used to work at Al-Shifa Hospital, two streets below our house. Last year, during these times, my mother, my sister Fatima, and I used to have some tea on the balcony. We used to go to the seaside with my brothers Ahmad and Nail. Sometimes our neighbors accompanied us. Those were good times... However, this year was a disaster for our family and Gaza.
It was a month and a half after the attack started. Thanks to God, that week it rained a lot. All of us were tired but there was an expression on kids faces. An expression I haven’t witnessed before but will normalize in the upcoming events... It was a mixture of fear and tiredness. A month had passed with desperation. People getting shot on the streets... fathers leaving their houses to get a slice of bread only to return to find their bombed houses and families under the rubles.
Alhamdudillah! We have been struggling with hardships since our house was bombed. Not only us but people around the area were fighting with ambition. We were fighting to survive! But we were not leaving!
My father was a pediatrician; he stayed at the hospital because he couldn’t leave his patients. We, on the other hand, took what we could and headed to Nuseirat Camp. We were hiding in between streets when we heard a gunfire. Fatima and Nail got scared and ran towards an abandoned building. As they stepped into the building a rocket hit it.
I don’t know how long we stayed hidden from the gunfire and rockets. I lost track of time. We came to our senses only to realize that everywhere was under the dust. No one could see beyond their noses. Huge buildings had turned into rubbles. We couldn’t save Fatima and Nail...
December 2023
The surroundings of Al-Shifa Hospital were bombed in the morning. We were in Khan Yunus when heard the news of my father's martyrdom.
Days are chasing weeks, weeks are chasing months. The new year, the new beginning was starting a new life for everyone. For some, it is nice, for some it is tiring. An ordinary day is difficult in Gaza. We are not only struggling with the bombs, just wanted you to know...
The struggle with cold and rain is added to the struggle with hunger and drought. The situation of the country is no better...
No academician, no hospital, no health worker is left! There is no human nor humanity left!
We thought that someone, anyone would hear our voice. We were so wrong... Yet, there are still some people trying to help women, children, and even animals...
We couldn’t do it... We couldn’t make our voices heard...
Then we cleaned the bugs and stones from the animal feed to make flour and bread. We thanked God for our well-being and stood with patience. After a while, we collected flour and rice from the ground.
October 2024
We have been bombed for over a year now. When the bombs were silenced the Zanana kept on going. They won’t let us sleep, get medical aid, or help trucks to enter the city. We never stopped... we won’t stop... We are here and we won't lose...
When can a person know how valuable what s/he owns is? Does s/he have to lose what s/he has? When does someone lose?
You lose when you lose your hope. If we are to compare ourselves to the last year, it will be a despair... but if we compare the morning with the evening, then we have so much to thank for.
Is there a place called Gaza? Gaza is unhabitable now. I hope the prolonged years will be better for all of us. Each year similar situations occur all around the world. We all go down the same path, only the time and amount are different... However, this year is different for Gaza... The relationships are different...
We are all upset because we are all human!
However, we know that someone knows how we feel, someone is hearing us. We have a reason to live and die. The One will give us what we are working for. That is why we don’t call the dead, “dead”.
Alhamdudillah! Alhamdudillah we have the One who is the closest to us! He is the One to take. He is the One to give...
Of course, one day this oppression will come to an end. Nothing lasts forever in this world.
That day will be the doom of the oppressor and the rejoicing of the oppressed...
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YanıtlaSilWe are all upset because we are all human!
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