Gaza- From a small tent to a school consisting of 6 classes, and from 40 children participating in an individual initiative to 500 students affiliated with the School of Peace and Freedom, it is a unique success for a girl who did not exceed 24 years of age who decided to change the life of “displaced” children in displacement tents in the city of Deir al-Balah middle Gaza Strip, As for time, “at the time I felt that the world had stopped and that this was the end,” she says.
It started with a conversation that took place between her and a number of Khiam children. She asked them, “I dream of becoming a doctor. What about you, what do you dream of?” To receive an impulse and answers that reveal dreamy secrets in their souls, and from here the story began.
A 9-month-old story in which English graduate and master’s student Doaa Qadeeh was able to bring about a radical change in children’s thinking and behavior. She told Al Jazeera Net, “Their thinking shifted from sadness over their painful memories to their beautiful dreams, and from aggressive behavior to integration and forming new friendships.”
Challenging stories
Doaa’s brothers, who hold degrees in educational and psychological counseling, had the greatest credit for helping her by preparing the necessary plans to deal with children of war, and trying to restore their self-confidence through confrontation and breaking the barriers of fear. She does her work voluntarily, and confirms, “I am very proud that I refused to travel and decided to continue my journey for the sake of Gaza and its children. I stumbled upon hope that may fade, but it never disappears.”
Her story is one of hundreds of challenging stories of Gazan women upon whom the genocidal war imposed a new form of life in which their roles went beyond motherhood and care to assuming the roles of their men, whom the war made either martyrs, prisoners, persecuted, or missing.
The Palestinian woman found herself faced with a flood of additional and new responsibilities. She either drowned in them or built her own ship and saved her children from the swamp of want and need.
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In front of her displacement tent and over a wood fire, Reda Musleh (16 years old) heats water in preparation for making hot drinks that she sells to displaced people and journalists at Al-Aqsa Martyrs Hospital in Deir Al-Balah in central Gaza.
Reda is forced to play a bigger role than herself to support her family of 12 people, most of whom are injured. She tells Al Jazeera Net, “After I earned an income from selling drinks, I bought a small gas can with one eye in order to protect myself from the wood fire that covered my hands with burns.”
A child who was forced to become an orphan was forced to assume the role of the breadwinner of an afflicted family, in a war that stripped childhood of its definition and content. She added, “I am very tired and dream of living my childhood as my counterpart girls in the world live it.”
hardness
With all dignity, Malek Baroud’s mother sits in the funeral home that she is holding for the fifth time in one year. She lost 4 of her male children, and one daughter, a journalist, who was scheduled to celebrate her completion of her doctorate a week after the day of her martyrdom.
“Malik, Haneen, Muhammad, Moamen, and Ahmed.” The mother enumerated on her fingers the names of her children who were bereaved, and continued after a sigh and silence, “Their father is missing, and I do not know his fate.” The war destroyed everything that Umm Malik had built and spent her life for in one year. In successive trials, I met her every time with ululations.
She justifies this by saying, “Martyrdom is a joy. God raises me to Paradise with every child I sacrifice for Him.” Despite her seeming toughness, her eyes reveal hidden pain. “I’m sorry that some people strip us of feelings of longing, sadness, and nostalgia. We are like mothers in the world, but our concerns are different, our understanding is focused.” To create a generation that will sacrifice the nation and religion, and this is what distinguishes us.”
She continues, “I gave my children the best education, raised them, educated them, and built them cell by cell, then I presented them for the sake of dignity and the most precious homeland.” Umm Malik bears the concern of the “sleeping nation” that, as she says, is exercising its betrayal of the Palestinian people who alone face “the most powerful armies in the world,” and stresses that “we rely only on God, then on the resistance men who have endured what no human being can bear for more than a year.”
The dictionaries of mothers of martyrs lack words for surrender, and the departure of her son is easier for her than that. Umm Malik says, “We can shroud our children with the white cloth, but it is impossible to raise the white flag.”
For more than 395 days, nurse Dalal Abu Amsha has not left Kamal Adwan Hospital North Gaza and did not leave its walls, even while it was in the circle of fire, the spot of death, and its siege, which has been continuing for more than a month.
“I cannot turn my back to the wounded and bleeding and leave,” Dalal explains her insistence on staying in the hospital even during its siege, the horrors of which she experienced when the occupation gathered more than 20 nurses on its stairs and rained down on them the most horrific insults and verbal insults.
Abu Amsha is a mother of five children, and she took them with her to a hospital room in order to dissipate her constant worry about them during her long working hours, as she told Al Jazeera Net.
No to surrender
Remember the harshest situation during the siege, when an injured child entered the hospital with the paramedics and was alone without his family. He threw himself into her arms and his little hands held on to her. When she finished treating him and stitched up his wounds, he refused to leave her for long hours until she succeeded in finding out where his family was and brought him to them despite the danger. The starer who was threatening her on the way.
Between the requirements of motherhood and adherence to performing the humanitarian role, Dr. Dalal asserts that nothing can prevent Gazan women from providing everything in their power to alleviate the scourges of war that does not differentiate between a man and a woman, a child and an elderly person, or between a civilian and a soldier.
As for Umm Fouad Al-Badda, she was comforted by the loss of her husband and her eldest son. During difficult days, she almost succumbed to sadness in the grip of loss, but she found herself forced to recover from her setback. She told Al-Jazeera Net, “After a period of time after the men of the house left, I found myself facing heavy responsibilities, which required me to provide food for my children and grandchildren.” So I decided to start my own project.”
Umm Fouad makes cheese and dairy products, and her project was well received by her circle of close associates and acquaintances. She explains that she chose it because the markets in Gaza lack cheese and people limit themselves to “dukkah” (a spice) and thyme for breakfast.
She added that she had passed advanced courses before the war in which she had learned this industry in a proficient manner, and her project had received a significant response from people and through it she was able to partially provide for her children, but the high cost of milk and raw materials prevented it from being stable and continuing in it permanently.
Gazan women with an iron will and an unprecedented steadfastness that history has never recorded before, in which they hide their exhaustion with arrogance despite everything that is in them, and Umm Fouad confirms, “We will not show the occupation what it wants to see of our weakness and pain. We are ready to sell our souls and the most precious thing we have for the sake of God.” We are not stingy, and only the most honorable women on earth can be patient with this.”
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