Pictured is "Jihad Abu Jbarah in front of the wood stove his family were sitting around when they were killed by Israeli-fired missiles. "
"How many more will be lost like Dr. Ehab?" Almeghari writes. "As I write this story Israeli warplanes, including American-made F-16 jet fighters and drones, are dropping bombs on my town as they have been for the past few hours, wounding so far five people. The injured may be neighbors of mine, I don't know. Is this really a war against Hamas or is it a war against the people?"
killed on the family farm in Beit Lahiya. He is pictured with his granddaughter, Fares' niece.
Although some decry the reporting from CNN and other western outlets, the fact that western reporters are reporting from Jerusalem or on the border of Israel and Gaza means that for first hand accounts one must seek information from Palestinian journalists, which is illuminating, poignant, insightful, in addition to being informative. I've always been an advocate of "New Journalism," i.e., journalism which incorporates personal history, observation, dialogue, and news reported as it happens with the insight of the reporter thrown in. Not objective, one may say, but what's objective? What the so-called objective reporter includes and excludes is subjective so to speak of objective journalism is to speak of something that has no basis in reality.
I am heartened and humbled to read accounts by the Independent's Fares Akram, who continues to report despite the death of his father, a judge. Fares' father remained on the family farm in order to feed the livestock; as he was walking to his gate, he was killed by a missile fired by Israeli forces. Fares is reporting for the British Independent. His wife is due to give birth any day:
I found my mother at her apartment which is next door to my own; she was showing the local media the destruction and the window frames that had crashed down on my father's bed. "They killed Akram and now they’re destroying the few belongings he left behind” she was saying.
Laila El-Haddad, now in North Carolina, frequently contacts her mother and her father, retired physicians in Gaza. Laila's posts, in spite of the immense anxiety that she's undergoing because of her many friends and relatives in Gaza, are her best to date:
I was unable to speak with my parents all day, and so I rang him just after midnight my time. He sounded wrecked and suffocated, not his usual collected self. "I'm so tired... I'm just so tired. I didn't sleep all night, the bombs are tearing through my head. I really have no idea what's going on outside, nobody has any idea what's going on...Aljazeera in Qatar called to ask me if I knew what was going on...and what this is about anymore. I can't even here anything on the radio anymore, everyone is just praying. I really just want to go now dear, I'm sorry. Goodbye." he ended abruptly.
"Is there anything you'd like to tell your daughter?"
Laila's father replied:
"What do I tell her? I honestly don't know if I'll live from one hour to the next . . . She keeps asking me to describe the casualties for her that I'm seeing; but I can't. What should I tell her? That I've seen bodies with my own eyes reduced to nothing more than pieces of black flesh?"