A woman from Gaza that married a man from the west bank is prevented from going back to Gaza because of the siege. One day she got a phone call from her mother in Gaza: “I am sick and I am going to die. Please come and sit beside me.” The woman tried her best to convince the authorities of the importance of her case – but no success. She had to accompany her mother’s dying process through the phone. She said: “for that I will never forgive the Israelis. I have the same emotions like of a suicide bomber. But I chose another way. I am coming here to meet you and tell you my story.”
I lost my husband in a war. I know what pain means. But I am here to find a way in which we can live together. How can we stop losing our loved ones in damn wars and just lose the wars?
“It is the first time I meet Israelis that don’t point a gun at me. It is great to know you and see that there are Israelis who are human and want peace. I sometimes wonder: are the soldiers at the check-points human?”
It has been a very frustrating time for me and my family. We live in Sederot where the rockets don’t stop from falling. My kids are always in fear and it is a nightmare for all of us. At the same time I am in contact with many friends in Gaza, helping them to get permits and humanitarian aid, encouraging them to not lose hope about the future. I believe the contacts we create here will be the ground for any future solution. Nov 2007
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