Once upon a time, a beautiful, prosperous nation lived in harmony. The land the nation lived on was small in expanse, but its placement was tremendously convenient for its people. It connected three continents and was on the coast as well. Besides these major advantages, the land was blessed by God, it’s safe to say it was also the land of spirituality and holiness. With such conspicuous features, it was only natural that the land fell victim to attacks and attempts of colonization repeatedly. Till one wicked made-up state succeeded in stealing the homes of hundreds of thousands of residents, and in stealing many more lives.
Alas, this is no fairytale, this is the reality of Palestine. And today, I will lay in front of you the bitter reality of perhaps the most oppressed area in Palestine: the Gaza Strip.
After Gaza managed to bring failure to “Israel”’s attempts of occupying it, the colonial state opted to control entry and exit from Gaza by land, air and sea.
Gaza has been under an Israeli blockade since 2006. The blockade has devastated Gazans, affecting every aspect of their daily life as they have spent 15 years living under occasional –and vicious– attacks and a constant economic crisis. that set up barriers between their dreams, and the means to achieve them. human rights
Writer’s Input
Lost Childhood
The Jane Austen
My second interviewee is a rather timid, and soft-spoken one. She was feeling too shy and I opted not to take a picture of her in order not to make her uncomfortable. She is the 13-year-old Gazan girl Mays Saed. She loves drawing and reading. Success in Tawjihi –last year of high school in Palestine– and having a small bookshop are her ambitions. “The blockade is a suffocating siege, like a monster that sticks its claws into people’s chests, tearing them and their dreams apart.” She eloquently defined the blockade.
When asked about the impact of Israel’s blockade, she listed numerous things, such as the increasing unemployment among Gazans, and the deprivation of youth of their dreams. My interviewee thinks that the latter made adolescents such as her “age way before their time.” She also added, “For how the blockade and Israel’s attacks on Gaza affect us, many of us wait our whole lives to achieve even a fragment of our dreams, but alas, even our efforts turn to dust.”
As for her thoughts on a “free Gaza”, she said, “We all –common people, traders, children, will be over the moon. So many elderly people will finally achieve their dream of praying at Al-Aqsa Mosque before passing away. The economy will be reignited. The unemployment rate will be reduced. And I? I will finally spread my wings to fly high in the vast sky of freedom.”
The Jon Snow
The blockade doesn’t only affect those who were born when it happened, its affects extends to those who were born before it. This is Enas, 24, a graduate of the Islamic University of Gaza. She works as a news writer. She’s a dear colleague of mine, and we were having a lovely conversation until I asked her what “blockade” meant to her. With a look of sorrow accompanied by a sigh, she answered, “Israel’s blockade of Gaza has turned Gaza into the world’s largest open-air prison. We are like caged birds, creatures that have the illusion of flying freely, but still are restricted in reality.”
When asked about the impact of the blockade, she confirmed that the conditions in Gaza are restricted, telling me that if we lived in an unrestricted area, she would “feel connected to the world. I’d be free to go wherever I want and do whatever I want. I would get a master’s degree in Literature. This is what I really want to do in my life, but I can’t do it here in Gaza. We don’t have such a program.”
Dejectedly, she told me that no one comprehends what war means unless they experience it. Enas wants to travel, but she is afraid that Israel may launch an attack again on Gaza, and her tripedition stops her every time, opting to stay with her family instead. “If the Israeli occupation’s blockade ends, I will, no doubt, visit Al-Aqsa Mosque in occupied Jerusalem.” she concluded.
Till When?
I was lucky to interview optimistic Gazans with a rearing soul, but so many have had their souls broken, so many think that we’re going to stay trapped like wingless birds forever, never to fly; not even in our suffocating cage. And how could they not be pessimistic, when the world continues to turn a blind eye to Gaza and its suffering?
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