19/10/2023
Sawalif News - Ahmed Hassan Al-Zoubi
Article Thursday 10/19/2023
Only in does an ice cream truck become a death transport vehicle.. A berry-flavored “ice cream” becomes a child who was struggling yesterday not to die, and an ice cream stick becomes mango-flavored.. A baby bombed in the shelter.. In Gaza only children are numbers on breaking news, children With their clothes, with their laughter, with their innocence, with their stages of development, with their milk containers, and with their plastic toys, they become a number between two news reports...the children whose closets were blown up, whose coats were cut off, who bled blood mixed with milk, the elegant, calm, diplomatic Arab foreign ministers are asking them to “restrain themselves”..I do not understand how the children of Gaza control themselves when... Death...not to scream the cry of the soul leaving, for example, or to place their palms on the places where they are bleeding so that we do not disturb “Blinken” with the color and abundance of our blood when he visits our capitals..
Only in Gaza does the ice cream truck become a vehicle transporting the dead. Is this a coincidence? The car that the neighborhood children loved, watched, followed, ran to the grocery store when it arrived, looked inside its shelves, was the one that carried them to the mass grave. And the delicious, colorful “ice cream” wrappers turn into white shrouds, as if they were uniform wrappers of frozen death. In Gaza, children are born in shelters, playing in the ruins of a destroyed neighborhood inhabited by ghosts, studying in UNRWA schools, receiving treatment at the Red Cross, and when Israel cannot tolerate their presence. Despite all this suffering, they are bombed, and they are transported to a mass grave in an “ice cream” truck without a name or identification papers. In the cemetery, as on the news screen, they give them a serial number. This number becomes their final “homeland.” What a human being who was born to be a “number.” Just.. his blood is just “sauce” on the politicians’ plates, his remains are “steak” of debate, his shroud is the “towel” of the mouths, and his tears frozen in pain at the gasp of death.. just two ice cubes.. melting in the toast of “iced death”!!
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