This is not a warning.
The famine has already arrived Gaza. It is not a metaphor, and it is not predicting. It’s everyday.
It’s a child who gets up asking for your own biscuits. A student who reads exams while raised by starvation.
It is a mother who can describe her son why there is no bread.
And it is the peace of the world that does this practice is possible.
Children of German
Nor, my old daughter Dasdest Tasneem, is three; He was born on May 11, 2021. Sister son Ezz Azz, born on December 25, 2023 – the first months of the war.
One morning, Tasneem went into our atmosphere in his hands. I looked at me and asked a question that would not leave my mind: “Tasneem, NOOR and EZZ ALDIN understand the famine? hunger? “
“Yes,” he immediately said. “Even EZZ, who is only war and desolations, understanding. He does not know what ‘the thing could not be bread.’
He imitated his child’s voice: “Obz! Ubza! Obza!” – His way of saying “Khobza” (a piece of bread).
He had to say to him, “There is no flour, honey. Your father went out to find others.”
EZZ ALDIN is unaware of the suspension, boundaries, or political. He does not care about military activities or political statements.
You just want a little piece of bread. And the earth doesn’t give anything anything.
NOOR learned to count and remember the letters to the mother. Before the war, he liked chocolate, biscuits. He was the first grandchild in our family, dressed in toys, a simple food, and small clothes.
Now, every morning, he wakes up to his mother with a width, happy with eyes. He says: “Go buy me for 15 chocolate and biscuits.
He says 15 because it is the greatest number. Sounds as if enough; It is enough to fill her buberty, and enough to get the world know. But nothing will buy. Nothing left.
What personality is your personality? Look at her. Then tell me what justice looks like.
Killed after five days of hunger
I watched the video that broke my heart. The man cries on the scattered bodies of his seven family. Despite despair, he cried, “we are hungry.”
They have been starving days, then a drone of looking for the Israeli Israeli looks on their tents near Al-Tabin School in Daraj, north of Gaza.
“It was the young man who raised me,” the man in the video cried. “Look where they were right,” as he touches their heads last.
Some people don’t understand. This is not money. Are all about The absence of complete food. Whether there was a billion of Gaza now, he won’t get the bread. You will not find a bag of rice or milk can. Markets are empty. Shops are spent. The stores are fried. Shelves are empty – he left.
We used to grow our food. He once sent fruits and vegetables; We have sent strawberries in Europe. Our numbers were not very expensive in the region.
Kolo (2.2 pounds) grapes or apples? Three shekels ($ 0.90). A chicken kilo from farms Gaza? Nine checks ($ 2.70). Now, we can’t get one egg.
Before: A large watermelon from the Kin Nnis weighs 21 kilos (46 pounds) and calls 18 shekels ($ 5). Today: The same watermelon will cost $ 250 – if you can find it.
Avocados, once looked at the fruit of comfort, planted by Tonne in Al-Mawas, Khan Younis and Rafah. They used to call the dollar kilo. We had enough of milk, and – Cheese and yoghurts made in Shuzayea with the local hands.
Our children were not plundered – they just have basic rights. Breakfast meant milk. Sandwich with cheese. Boiled egg. Now, everything is cut off.
And no matter how I explain to your children, they can’t understand the words “famine” or “Hike price”. They just know their stomachs are empty.
Even seafood – once a place of food for Gaza – he has disappeared. Despite the solid fishing limits, we often posted fish in West Bank. Now, our sea is silent.
And with all the fitting respect of the Turkish coffee, you don’t care about coffee until you try coffee for Mazaj from Gaza.
It had a power to feel on your bones.
This is not a prediction. Famine now. Most of us are counted. Unemployment. Mourning.
If we carry one food a day, we eat it at night. It’s not a feast. Rice. Pasta. Maybe soup. A edited bean.
Things you end up as a backup on your panries. Here, they have luxuries.
Many days, drink water and nothing else. When the famine becomes very, we browse in ancient images, the ancient food pictures, just to remember life once tasted.
Famine while taking the tests
Like the same, our university university trials, because the compass is waste.
We live for the killing. And yet, we’re trying to read.
I’m a second year disciple.
We just finished our last Semester’s last exams. We studied surrounded by famine, drones, with constant fear. This is not something people think the university.
We took tests in empty day, under the ringing of the war. We have tried to remember the days while we forget the last time we taste bread.
Every day, I’m talking to my friends – Huda, Mariam, and Esra – in WhatsApp. We study, we ask the same questions repeatedly:
“What did you eat today?”
“Can you focus?”
These are our discussions – not by talks or assignments, but about poverty, head, dizziness, and how we stand. One says, “My stomach is very painful to think.” One says, “I was almost fell down when I got up.”
And still, we’re going on. Our last test was July 15. We went on, not because we were strong, but because we didn’t have to choose. We didn’t want to lose the Semester. But even say that they look forward to the truth.
Study while starving in your soul.
One day, during the test, the air strike beat our neighbors. The explosion shook the walls.
The past, I thought I was hungry. A moment later, I didn’t hear anything.
I didn’t run.
I sat on my desk and kept reading. Not because I was right, but because there is nothing else choices.
They rejected us, they suspected
I can imagine: Gaza people died in the purpose. We have no problem – we are victims of war crime.
Open the cross. Inadequate help. Allow food into. Allow the medicine into.
Gaza does not need empathy. We can rebuild. We can recover. But first, stop starvation.
Killing, starvation, and siege is not just situations – Actions are forcing us. The tongue reveals those who try to hide anyone responsible.
Therefore we shall keep on saying: We have been killed by Israel. We were starving for starvation. We were besieged by the work of Israel.
