Posted: 31 Dec 2008 09:03 AM CST
As a father of five children, my heart breaks every time I hear or read about the brutal death of any child, Palestinian or Israeli, Muslim, Jewish, Christian, or of any background. A child represents innocence, joy, and mercy.
When Israel imposes, for more than three years, a complete siege on the Gaza population of 1.5 million and turns it into a large ghetto or prison, it certainly harms children.
When HAMAS responds to that siege by sending primitive home-made rockets into Israel, it surely endangers children.
When Israel carries out collective punishment on the Palestinians by dropping tons of huge missiles and bombs into densely populated residential areas, it most definitely kills children. So far, close to 30 children have died as a result of these bombs and hundreds more have been maimed and disabled.
However, when a Palestinian child is harmed, no one in the world seems to care. No one is told of his or her name. No one is informed about the pain of the parents, siblings, and grand parents who loved him or her. The zionist propaganda machine has succeeded in dehumanizing Palestinians. Palestinians are portrayed as terrorists, murderers, radicals, or sub-humans. That way, it becomes much easier not to care about such a people, no matter how many of them are turned into refugees, how many of their homes are demolished, how much of their land is confiscated, how many of them are imprisoned, and how many of them are killed or wounded.
The Palestinian people, the indigenous people of historic Palestine (today's Israel and Palestine) are, like all people, a nation that wants freedom on its own land. And they have continuously shown the world their willingness to sacrifice everything they have to live with freedom and dignity.
And, yes, dead Palestinian children (as well as living ones) have names and their parents love them too.
Below are the photos and names of a few Palestinian children killed in the last few days.
Haya and Lama Hamdan killed by an Israeli missile.
Haya Hamdan finally put to rest (probably not in the way her parents envisioned).
Little boy, Yahya Hayek, under rubbles. Our U.S. government recently supplied Israel with a fresh supply of heavy-duty missiles called bunker busters. It seems the Bush administration wanted to assist Israel in the humane and swift killing of Palestinian children without prolonging their pain.
Yahya Hayek's grandmother was asked to identify the body of her grandson. He was among the fortunate ones whose body was still identifiable. She will send her thank you note to the Israeli leaders for their kind and humane gesture.
A boy shot by Israeli soldiers in a demonstration in the West Bank.
A father weeps the death of his five daughters, including a 14-month-old toddler.
At the funeral of one of those five girls, Deena Baalousha
What's Deena thinking now? Her beautfil angelic face tells a million story. Is she wondering why the world allowed Israel to starve her and her four sisters for three years and then watched as the F-16 sent the missiles to take their lives?
Deena can finally rest in peace in her own piece of land. This must be the peace that Israel keeps talking about.
A young Palestinian man carries a little boy who died before making it to the hospital. I am sure he has a name too. I am sure he has, or had, parents who loved him too. It might come as a surprise to many Israelis, but Palestinian parents name their children and love them too.
His crime is that he is not Israeli; so no one would care.
Three killed boys; three less targets for Israel.
Photos: Aljazeera Satellite Television and other news outlets
Original post from Hussam Ayloush's blog.
from Nouvelles en trois lignes/Three Line News Items/ Short Stories
with perhaps "more in mind" than his own punning use of the Faits Divers' Nouvelles en trois lignes--
he may have been thinking also of the example of Gusrave Flaubert
who several decades earlier had created out of a provincial journal’s Faits Divers the novel Madame Bovary:
“Delphine Delamare, 27, wife of a medical officer in Ry, displayed insufficient austerity. Worse, she ran up debts. To avoid paying them, she took poison.”
Nurse Elise Bachmann, whose day off was yesterday, put
on a public display of insanity.
A complaint was sworn by the Persian physician Djai Khan
against a compatriot who had stolen from him a tiara.
A dozen hawkers who had been announcing news of a
nonexistent anarchist bombing at the Madeleine have
A certain madwoman arrested downtown falsely claimed
to be nurse Elise Bachmann. The latter is perfectly sane.
On Place du Pantheon, a heated group of voters attempted
to roast an effigy of M. Auffray, the losing candidate. They
Arrested in Saint-Germain for petty theft, Joël Guilbert
drank sublimate. He was detoxified, but died yesterday of
The photographer Joachim Berthoud could not get over the
death of his wife. He killed himself in Fontanay-sous-Bois.
Reverend Andrieux, of Roannes, near Aurillac, whom a
pitiless husband perforated Wednesday with two rifle
shots, died last night.
In political disagreements, M. Begouen, journalist, and
M. Bepmale, MP, had called one another "thief" and
"liar." They have reconciled.