🚨Operation number three in less than a week‼️
During the Israeli army shelling of Gaza over the past week, infant Mohammed Al-Khatib
is now entering his third surgery after losing his foot and his mother.
An Israeli attack on four residential apartments in Gaza City killed nine Palestinians, including an entire family, and injured dozens.
Al Jazeera’s Hind Khoudary reports from the scene, where residents say one child survived.
“Even if they offered me a palace in New York in exchange for this destroyed house, I would refuse,”
From the Nakba to Gaza’s ruins: One man’s lifetime of displacement https://t.co/KjIbsRKHaF via @AJEnglish
“The tech world advanced rapidly over the past two years while young people in Gaza were busy trying to survive.”
How Gaza’s battered tech sector is being reshaped by young developers building practical apps to navigate life https://t.co/SRv4TVsFZu
There is a clear escalation in Israeli attacks on Gaza.
Daily airstrikes continue to hit multiple areas, Israeli tanks are advancing in several locations, and a Palestinian fisherman was shot and injured by the Israeli navy this morning. New yellow blocks are also being placed in residential neighbourhoods, marking further land seizure under the so-called “Yellow Line”
“Every time I heard about a journalist being killed, I felt terrified. But I never imagined I would lose him.”
Palestinian journalist in Gaza, Yahya Sobaih, was killed on the day his daughter was born. His wife is now raising their three children alone https://t.co/iA3SSdSlyQ
Sana’s first birthday is shadowed by loss; her father Yahya Sobaih was killed in an Israeli attack hours after her birth.
The Gaza journalist killed on the day his daughter was born https://t.co/UqkWzXti3S via @AJEnglish
🔔 Hi everyone,
I’m working on launching an initiative to support Palestinians and their allies in strengthening their financial capacity and sustaining their work over the long term.
The goal is to build a practical and structured tool that helps people access guidance, resources, and protection as they continue their efforts.
To make this happen, I’m looking for volunteers and collaborators in the following areas:
IT/ software development (platform or systems support)
Legal expertise (especially corporate and compliance matters)
Tax and financial advisory
Corporate structuring / governance experience
This is a collaborative effort, and any contribution, big or small can make a meaningful difference.
If u have relevant expertise or know someone who might be interested in supporting, please reach out or connect me with them.
🙏
.@MaramGaza: "Many weddings are now held in tents, with only the most basic preparations, amid soaring prices and a collapse of basic living conditions brought on by the war and the accompanying economic crisis." https://t.co/8MFdtLWhA9 #Gaza
🚨World Press Freedom Day
308 Palestinian journalists in Gaza have been killed by Israel since October 7, 2023, making this the deadliest war for media workers in history.
#WorldPress
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Gaza's economic collapse after Israel's genocidal war leaves Palestinian workers in perilous jobs, with unemployment soaring amid the ongoing devastation.
On International Workers’ Day we speak to workers in Gaza, devastated by more than two years of war ⤵️
#MayDay
In Gaza, risks from C-section births are rising amid a collapsing health system due to Israel’s genocide, as Palestinian mothers face malnutrition, poor wound healing, and higher infection risks from overcrowding and contaminated water https://t.co/PryjglKoPS
I never really liked milk. All my life, I was in fact disgusted by it, even as a child. I remember that my mother used to bargain with my pocket money before school, telling me that if I didn’t drink my daily cup of milk, I wouldn’t get money to buy candies. Sometimes I didn’t mind going to school without pocket money, I just couldn’t bring myself to drink milk.
This continued for around three decades, until last July.
One morning, I suddenly woke up craving milk. At that time, Israel was imposing real starvation on Gaza, and milk was completely out of stock. There was none, not even in hospitals or pharmacies. Dozens of infants and toddlers were literally dying due to the lack of milk and baby formula.
For days, I kept inexplicably craving a sip of milk, fantasising about its taste, smelling it randomly during the day. I just couldn’t get it out of my mind. I couldn’t understand what was happening to my body, how it had suddenly shifted from disgust at even the smell of milk to craving it so intensely that I joked with my friends, saying it felt like I was having pregnancy-like cravings.
This drove me to search for an explanation, and I found that what was happening to me was, in some ways, indeed similar to cravings of pregnant women. When a pregnant woman craves something, her body is often signalling that it needs certain nutrients found in that item. That seemed to be exactly what was happening to my body as well. After long months of deprivation and relying mainly on carbohydrates to survive, it was apparently in desperate need of protein or calcium, needs that translated into cravings for milk.
For weeks, I roamed the streets, asking at every market and every pharmacy I passed, but I couldn’t find milk anywhere.
Then one day, a colleague mentioned in our work group that she had found an expired box of milk she had stocked for her toddler. She said she was so relieved to have found it that she immediately rushed to a pharmacy to ask whether it was safe to give to her child. The pharmacist told her it wasn’t safe for either children or adults.
But by then, my craving had reached a point that felt irrational. I asked her if I could have it instead. She agreed, and the situation quickly turned into a joke in the group. My colleagues accused her of trying to kill me. I laughed and told them I didn’t think it would do anything, but if I didn’t show up to work the next day, then maybe it had.
I did show up to work the next days, but I still resisted my craving a little longer, fearing that my body, already weakened by deprivation, wouldn’t be able to handle expired milk.
Thankfully, a few weeks later, small amounts of milk were allowed in as part of international aid, following international pressure on the Israeli occupation. At the time, a small box of powdered milk cost around 400 shekels, or about $120, because of its scarcity.
I didn’t buy an entire box, not because I couldn’t afford it, but because I knew there were tens of thousands of infants who needed it more. Vendors were selling milk in grams, and to satisfy my craving, I bought a few grams and made my first cup of milk since childhood.
I don’t exaggerate when I say it was the most delicious cup of milk I have ever tasted. I still remember that moment and the unfamiliar comfort I felt smelling and tasting it.
Since the borders were partially opened following the ceasefire agreement and milk was allowed in again, I have bought and tried all kinds of milk, as if I’m learning its tastes for the first time in my life.
Today, I drink milk every day, and somehow, it has become my favourite drink.
أثناء إعداد هذا التقرير عشنا أقل من 10 ساعات مع الناس في هذا المخيم، ورأينا بأنفسنا تلك القوارض تقتحم الخيام وتخيف الصغار حتى أن الأطفال باتوا يتبولون على أنفسهم بالليل "إراديا" لأنهم لا يستطيعون مغادرة الخيام والوصول للحمامات وسط هذا الانتشار غير الطبيعي لتلك القوارض ذات الحجم الكبير.