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We teach Life. AKA Newborn in Gaza, Update

 

Since I have published the post “Newborn in Gaza” a few events have happened which I would like to add as an update.

 

Some say there were 1400 babies born in Gaza since the beginning of Israel’s ground invasion.

 

A new baby, 25 days old, has just been reported injured

 

 

Beautiful baby girl Shayma e-Sheikh Qanan — who was saved from the womb of her dead mother who was 8 months pregnant — died. Shayma, named after her mother, died at the age of 5 days when a power failure, cause by Israel bombing Gaza’s power station, stopped the incubator she was in.

 

A young life taken by the brutality of Israel, for no need. She was not a terrorist.

 

I like the picture below where she is in the incubator protected by the picture of her martyr mother. She was not protected enough. She was buried beside her mother.
In the tweet you would find a link to the beautiful memorial site Humanizepalestine

 

 

Other babies died due to the power cut

 

 

or had difficulties due to it

 

 

Within the sadness there is always someone who cares

 

 

and… are there no milk donors?

 

 

This Is Gaza! Life always wins!

 

 

and from January

 

We teach life.

 

 

 

Bellow is the original post, as published on the 26th of July 2014
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NEWBORN IN GAZA

 

Babies are the worst enemy of the Zionist project. They are considered to be a Demographic Threat and are directly targeted – by snipers, by calculated malnutrition and by chemical weapon aiming at causing their mothers to miscarry and their fathers to become sterile.

 

Meet some of these terrorists-

 

Baby Shaymaa was saved. Born from 23-yr-old killed mother Shaymaa Qennan.

 

 

Here is another beautiful baby.

 

 

Also UNWRA’s shelters became a place for birth. As those shelters were later bombed, a further investigation concerning the wellbeing of mother and baby is required.

 

could not verify whether this is the picture of the UNRWA baby

 

 

Some newborn, could not be saved. This baby is one of the youngest death from Gaza. His mum was about to give birth 2 him & was killed. The baby couldn’t be saved

 

and another one whose name I do not know

 

 

The reason they are not the youngest to be killed is that many women miscarry

 

 

Or are being murdered pregnant

 

 

But no form of inhumane oppression brought upon by the Occupation has the power to stop LIFE

 

Written by naturesong

August 2, 2014 at 18:56

Newborn in #Gaza.

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Babies are the worst enemy of the Zionist project. They are considered to be a Demographic Threat and are directly targeted – by snipers, by calculated malnutrition and by chemical weapon aiming at causing their mothers to miscarry and their fathers to become sterile.

 

Meet some of these terrorists-

 

Baby Shaymaa was saved. Born from 23-yr-old killed mother Shaymaa Qennan.

 

 

Here is another beautiful baby.

 

 

Also UNWRA’s shelters became a place for birth. As those shelters were later bombed, a further investigation concerning the wellbeing of mother and baby is required.

 

could not verify whether this is the picture of the UNRWA baby

 

 

Some newborn, could not be saved. This baby is one of the youngest death from Gaza. His mum was about to give birth 2 him & was killed. The baby couldn’t be saved

 

and another one whose name I do not know

 

 

The reason they are not the youngest to be killed is that many women miscarry

 

 

Or are being murdered pregnant

 

 

But no form of inhumane oppression brought upon by the Occupation has the power to stop LIFE

 

Written by naturesong

July 26, 2014 at 09:01

A story for Salem Shamaly, 20 yrs old, murdered by an Israeli sniper.

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After the video and the pictures comes a short story.

This video from 20th July 2014 is of Salem Shamaly being shot repeatedly by an Israeli sniper. Very graphic.

The sound of the drones over the camp is irritating me, like a mosquito inside ones ear which would neither go away not be quieted, on the contrary – your ear is getting red from the slapping you are inflicting upon yourself. I was trying to figure out whether there is anything interesting in this metaphor, or was it a simile, when one of those irritating hovering cameras came down. I sprayed it with water and it emitted this disgusting purple smoke. It was not so long ago the Zios started using them and now they are everywhere, eyes of high tec from another dimension peeping into our fucked up world. The monitor above my head went into white noise and started replaying the video of the death of Salem Shamaly. I have not noticed it had repaired itself, after the broadcast I would shoot it again.

I remember the first time I have watched the video of Salem, it was before the fighting began, when I was still hoping to become a student at the end of the summer. I was watering the plants on the roof of our shed when the small monitors, hanging everywhere around the camp, started flickering and the resistance started broadcasting – it is easy to know it is the resistance because anything which is not the golden studio is always them. The film was over 100 years old, from a far away land – funny that they had Zios there too, but anyway – I was not intending to watch it.

I recall the smell of something burning at a remote corner or the camp, I tried to identify whether it was paper or meat, but it smelled like neither. The Asian looking girl was passing by our shed, and changed her posture ever so slightly, like she did every single time she was passing by our shed, which was often. It made me uncomfortable and I pretended to be concentrating on something else, on the flickering monitor. I was still bothered by the smell of the smoke, it was not a joint, what was it then? My eyes were gazing through the images projected onto my iris, and all of a sudden I felt like a knife turning in my stomach, and it wouldn’t let go.

I have seen more graphic images in my life, more colours and body parts, yet this one video was the worst – Can in be true, that such a person existed?..the missing person, the sniper!

He existed and the world did nothing. He was not a brainwashed teen – as I often wanted to believe when similar incidents happened in our camp – with a girlfriend and a mom and such, no, he was a coldblooded sniper. He aimed to kill. Once Twice Trice…he is shooting Salem in order to kill him; because Salem is looking for his relative under the rubble; because Salem is alive, with a loving heart beating in his chest, and the sniper cannot tolerate it, so he shots to kill. The evil BASTARD Shoots him for Fun! My own shouting voice woke me up from the reality of the far away Gaza, for a second I was aware of the Asian girl giggling nervously, of smoke, but it all vanished again into a vortex leaving me alone with the sniper.

WHY? I shouted at him.
For fun – he replied – because I could.
I looked into his eyes, he was old now, old and proud. He had never been held accountable, he went back home as a hero, his girlfriend hugged him softly, they made love, like in the stories, he was on top of the world – he had the power to kill at will.

He was nothing but evil and I wished him dead, captured, traumatised. What was he turning me into? Is there really a whole nation made out of people like him?

A seedpod was swirling in the air and landed on my head; I saw a duck; the girl was gone and I’ve heard strange chatter; half the camp was on fire. I wanted to force everyone to watch Salem Shamaly’s last testimony – they have to know.

Last night I woke up in cold sweat – the new reality in the camp does not lend itself for a long sleep; Tomorrow is my birthday; I looked at the monitor, 10 kids were killed by a sniper; a voice in my head was whispering “Hitler was right”; I shook my head to clear it of any thoughts, what’s the point dwelling on such ideas… my hands was moving in the dark checking the gun is still in its place under the pillow, “classy” I thought to myself.

My hand still shakes a bit when I am aiming, also when I am shooting morphine. Not certain which of the abilities I would need first. “Gaza brigade” I mumbled and grinned.

Written by naturesong

July 21, 2014 at 10:08