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How did we cope with hunger in Gaza and not perish until now?
It’s a very strange topic to discuss in the twenty-first century.
Since the Israeli military war began, a more brutal war has been waged alongside it: the war for food.
I don’t know where to start, as I really don’t want to remember anything that happened to us, but it’s necessary to talk about it to benefit from our experience, may God spare you from similar situations.
As men, we are the first line of defense in our family army against the aggression of the hunger war.
The first situation I suffered from was five months into the war. It was a critical time when we had been without food or flour for nearly a month. We were living off what remained of our bodies' fat, some barley, and animal food.
It was a very cold night. Finally, we received a food ration from a charity, which was a bag of flour.
My family rejoiced and prayed, but I sat lamenting my fate. I saw how these rations were distributed; it was extremely chaotic. The queue, oh the queue! I swear the line stretched over 3 kilometers of people.
My turn was scheduled for nine o'clock the next morning. You can imagine that I had to leave at sunset that day to spend the night on the street to secure a place in the queue, otherwise, I wouldn’t receive anything.
I was overwhelmed by three pains:
The hell of children's hunger.
The hell of the queue and the cold.
And the hell of war.
By the way, the military war is nothing compared to what I mentioned above.
I indeed burdened myself with clothes, took my mattress to sleep on, and carried the water bottle for which I had stood in another queue to obtain.
I bid farewell to my family and left. I am Mahmoud, a computer engineer with soft skin. Imagine, my dear, imagine the fear that overwhelmed me.
I truly did not sleep and sat waiting for my turn until it finally came, and I received my ration. It was the most exhausting day of my life, but it became bearable when I returned to my family and found them eating.
My mother suggested a way to eat. Each of us would only get one loaf of bread throughout the day. She said: "Eat half of the meal you usually eat over a longer period. If you eat half a loaf for breakfast in 10 minutes, eat a quarter of a loaf in half an hour. The effect will be as if you ate half a loaf."
Indeed, the method was very, very effective.
The question for you:
What were you doing while people in Gaza were dying of hunger?
I have a donation campaign for my family if you are interested in helping your friend from Gaza. 👇
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I ask you this question again, what were you doing while the people of Gaza were dying of hunger?
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