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Gaza – Al -Jazeera Net
While the cries of his sick daughter filled the tent, Hazem Jouda went out in search of diapers and a spectrum of wasted dignity, he did not know that his short absence from his family would end with an explosion that changes the features of his face, and left him alive with a broken body and a spirit suspended between yesterday and despair.
“I was shocked when I looked at a coincidence in the hospital mirror, and I found myself lost for a quarter of my skull, I did not get to know my face, I felt as if I was completely someone.”
With these painful words, Hazem Joudeh, 28, began from a camp Nasser middle Gaza StripHis narration for the moment that changed his life forever. He was not firm, nor was he carrying a weapon, nor wearing a military uniform. He was just a father working in the construction, standing under the incendiary sun to win his livelihood, and to help his wife and four daughters, two of whom were disabilities and needed continuous care.
Hazem adds, in an interview with Al -Jazeera Net, that on the third day of the war, he took shelter with his family inside the house, thinking that it was the safest place, but an Israeli missile converted the house into rubble. Everyone was transferred to the hospital with varying injuries, and Hazem survived, but with heavy wounds that the years will not erase.
From the rubble to the tent
After a temporary recovery, Hazem broke his family from Nuseirat to Rafah, where they spent 4 months under a worn tent that did not return the cold of the winter and does not protect from the summer awakening. Rahaf, with cerebral palsy, was crying at night without the ability to treat or even housing, while the mother collapsed between duty and pain.
On one of the displacement nights, Hazem went out to buy supplies for the sick girl, and sat with some friends near the dilapidated tents, exchanging fatigue, confusion and banned questions: When does all this end? But a left Israeli missile did not give them awaiting the answer. He suddenly fell to kill everyone, except for Hazem, who threw the explosion over the foot of his martyr friend, to enter a 4 -month coma.
A continuous nightmare
When Hazem woke up, he realized that his life had turned into a dark nightmare. On the details of that day, he says to Al -Jazeera Net: “I woke up to find myself without a part of my skull, and lost part of my vision, and I cannot move, and I cannot work .. I am no longer that father whose daughters were waiting for him at the door. He tries to hold his tears, but he collapses while he says: I cannot even raise my child to play with her, or to carry a gallon of water.
The story of Hazem is not an exception in Gaza, but rather a sub -title of a collective tragedy experienced by thousands of men and women, who have turned from two years to survivors with their exhausted bodies.
In the end, Hazem does not ask for compensation, nor for an account, but only: “Where do we go? What is left for us?”