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Israele decide l'attacco aereo. I morti sono ormai oltre 270, i feriti oltre 600. Gli ospedali hanno poco o niente per curare le vittime

Domenica 28 Dicembre 2008
Oltre duecento morti in un giorno. Il più alto numero di vittime in una giornata da oltre quarant'anni. La Striscia di Gaza ha visto, ieri, l'inferno: oltre quaranta raid aerei, circa 100 bombe lanciate su bersagli - dicono le autorità israeliane - militari. Difficile, però, colpire un bersaglio militare in un territorio così piccolo, 40 km per 10, dove vivono un milione e mezzo di persone. Le vittime civili ci sono, e molte.

Questo è il racconto inviato da un dottore di Gaza, il dottor Majdi Ashour, ai membri della gazaconference, una mailing list sorta dopo la conferenza sulla salute mentale che si sarebbe dovuta tenere a Gaza City alla fine di ottobre, e ai cui partecipanti fu negato il visto.


Being lucky in Gaza!
A draft of unedited Personal Note by : Dr. Majdi Ashour

I left the clinic where I work at 11 :20 am in order to attend the
defense of a Master dissertation of a friend of mine which was
scheduled to be held at the Palestinian Red Crescent Society
building in Gaza. I got into a usual 7 passenger Mercedes' Taxi .

While in the taxi on our way to Gaza, we heard a huge explosion, then
we saw 2 huge Mushroom-like dust getting up into the sky. The taxi
driver decided to change his direction from Salah Eldin Street to the
Sea shore Street to reach our final distention in Gaza City. We were
not sure what was up. The taxi driver turned the radio on alaqsa
radio station – Hamas radio station- . The radio declared that there
is air strike by Israeli air forces . One passenger began shouting
that all traitors should be killed or transferred to Ramallah. The
taxi reached a junction near the Palestinian Red Crescent Building
which was blocked due to an air strike to a buiding neighboring it.
I crossed on my feet the ruins of a destroyed building as the taxi
could not cross it. The building which was hit by Israeli Air Forces
F16 fighters was the ex- headquarter of the Preventive Security
Forces which was seized by Hamas militants in June 2007.

When I reached the Palestinian Red Crescent building where the
defense of the master thesis should take place, I noticed the damage
incurred to the building; the windows and the doors were broken as a
result of the destruction of the neighboring buildings; the grounds
of the building and the hospital was covered by shrapnel's of the
broken windows.

Before entering the building , my eyes captured a scary face of a
woman looking for her daughter who left her school during the air
strikes. The air strikes took place around the time of leaving
schools at 11: 30 am. On the entrance of the building I met the
brother of my friend and his master thesis supervisor. I checked
hands with them ; they told me that air fighters bombed dozen of
localities and more than forty people were reported dead at Gaza
hospitals. I asked immaturely but naturally whether the
dissertation's defense will take place today as scheduled ; they
were reluctant, but the supervisor responded with confidence that it
should. They left to inspect the office of the supervisor and to
make sure that windows were not damaged.

I stepped up to the hall where the defense should take place; I
checked hands with my friend, his wife and two daughters. My friend
expressed his readiness to complete the task and defend his
dissertation even in this atmosphere and without the new fashioned
PowerPoint presentation , electricity, and the luxury of a full hall
of audience and the expected celebration. The master thesis of my
friend is about the role of NGOs in providing health care services in
Gaza Strip. I commented trying to show a sense of humor that his
topic is highly political and so is the atmosphere.

An external examiner have come to the hall with an envelop with
him, we checked hands with him. After a while, the university
supervisor came with the brother of my friend. He told us that the
internal examiner tried to contact him by the mobile unsuccessfully;
he received a missed call from his home phone. I have suggested that
we can try to reach using the land line of the hospital. The
supervisor agreed on my suggestion. We went to the hospital . The
hospital entry was crowded and the emergency room was oversaturated
by dead and injured. We were told that the hospital has received 8
dead . We asked to use the phone of the hospital receptionist. The
supervisor called the internal examiner, who is unable to reach the
building where the defense is scheduled. Therefore, the defense was
postponed.

I was told that 40 synchronized air strikes were taken place all over
the Gaza Strip, of which 2 targeted a police station and a fire
station in the suburb where my apartment is located. I realized that
the 2 huge bombings that I saw while in the taxi on my way to Gaza
were in the small suburb where my apartment is located. I became
anxious; tried unsuccessfully to call the mobile of my wife; phone
the land line of my home but no answer from home. I became more
anxious.

I called my brother who lives in the neighborhood where the Red
Crescent building is located, he told me that he is okey and that he
called my home several times but no one answers. I walked to his
home. He, the lucky, has an electricity generator at home. We
watched the TV painfully and clicked on the internet explorer to know
what's going on. He told me that the windows of the apartment of our
other brother who live in the same suburb, where I live, were broken
after the air strikes. I tried to call home several times
unsuccessfully. By the end, I succeeded to find my wife on the other
side of the phone; she told me that she went to the neighboring
apartment which has the windows damaged. She and our daughter were
fine but horrified. The windows of our apartment are okey.

I phoned my parents, brothers, and uncle. Every body is alive and
physically safe. I excused from my brother and left his apartment. I
bought some candies for my daughter and took the taxi home.

I entered home; my two years old daughter smiled, then smartly
showed me that she has learned a new phrase : " Ana Khayfa Baba" – "
I am afraid Baba". I hugged her. My wife told me that we have only 4
pieces of small pita bread. I responded angrily that bakeries are run
of cooking gas and wheat. She told the 4 pieces are enough for me,
the hungry, and the daughter. I asked about her; she told that she
will make staffed eggplants. I went to the grocery store. On my way
to the grocery store, some of my neighbors were standing on the
terrace of the building. I checked hands with them and have
congratulated them for their personal safety. They told me that
almost all the windows of the buildings of the suburb where we live
were damaged and only those of the few luckies were not. We
exchanged ideas and thoughts about the unpredictable life and future
of Gaza. One told this is the beginning. The second expressed his
believe that they are in weakening the governing regime in Gaza but
not liquidating it. I responded that we are expected to live in this
way for decades. An other one, who is known to be a Fatah employees,
said that it is better to live under Hamas rule than under a direct
Israeli occupation and added that some Iraqis were interested in
getting ride of Sadam regime but when USA troops came to Iraq, it
killed over a million and a civil war was exploded. I excused and
went to the grocery store; bought pretzels and eggs. As unusual, I
fried potatoes, onion, and eggs. I took a modest but delicious lunch
with my daughter and wife. As the electricity was cut, I have nothing
to do with my computer or the TV. I took the Arabic translation of
Milan Kundera's L'Ignorance , which I started reading yesterday on
the kerosene lighter yesterday evening , to the bed to have my usual
afternoon nap.

I get up before 5 pm, I lighted the kerosene lighter and got back to
Kundera. I took my dose of coffee and cigarettes. I played with my
smart daughter and spoke with my wife. I completed reading the novel
before 8 pm. My wife went with our daughter to the bed. I had nothing
to do except waiting for the electricity.

The electricity current got back at 9: 20 pm. I switched on the TV.
I turned the TV BBC arabic, Al-arabia, Al-Hurra, and Palestine TV
Channel and also on Aljazeera, which I have ignored since the
seizure of power in June 2007. The TV channels tell that more than
230 were killed and more than 700 were injured, among them serious
cases. One TV channel showed a Palestinian leader donating blood to
the injured in Gaza. I smiled; it is better to keep my O negative
blood for an unexpected more dangerous emergency.
I got away from the switched on TV to the computer to type my
personal notes about this bloodiest day in Gaza.

Gli aggiornamenti del blog di Paola Caridi, invisiblearabs.

Altre testimonianze di internazionali presenti a Gaza si possono leggere su FreeGaza, l'associazione che organizza le navi che in questi mesi sono salpate da Cipro per rompere il blocco navale e arrivare nella Striscia.



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