Thousand
of Palestinians went to the streets together, they were released
for 6 hours on the 30 day of the imposed curfew. Today we were
lucky, because at last we could get 6 hours to do whatever we
want, or we thought we would be able to do whatever we want.
The Israeli
occupation lifted the curfew from 8:00 am - 1:00pm, I used this
opportunity to take the international volunteers to visit the
refugee camps of Nablus city.
Firstly
we went to see the house which was destroyed before yesterday,
It belongs to the family of one of the wanted guys, but we were
shocked when we saw that the Israeli occupation did not only destroy
the house, but also destroyed FIVE houses of its neighbors, who
don’t have any kind of relation with this wanted guy. They
are not his relatives, nor his siblings.
72 refugees
were living in these houses, they were given 5 minutes to leave.
The Israeli soldiers invaded the refugee camp of Askar at 02:00
am, and told the neighbors and the family of the wanted guy: “move
from here for a while.” One of the eyewitnesses told the
soldiers: " I am selling Gaz, so, there are much gaz in the
entrance of my home, let me remove them" but the soldiers
said to him " TOVE" which means : "This is very
good".
After
few minutes, everything was destroyed by Israeli soldiers’
bombs. The innocent neighbors said: we were not part of the whole
issue, we are just neighbors, so, nobody blame us if we revenge.
Before
the Israeli bombing of these houses, there was suspected suicider,
who is wanted, But now, there are 72 prospective suiciders, they
are those who lost their houses.
Abu
Muhammad said to me:
“I left Haifa in 1948 without carrying anything with me,
I was 12 years old. I came to this refugee camp, I lived in a
tent for few years, and restarted my life once again. I could
build this house by working for more than 50 years. And now I
see it all destroyed in front of my eyes. How I will like Israel?
How I will accept what is not acceptable for anybody on the world?
I could not even take my pictures album. I and all my family members
left our house by force in our pyjamas. This reminds me exactly
with 1948. And now I see that the 50 years of my life were lost
once again, I am homeless once again. I am refugee to the refugee
camp`s dwellers, who will host me for few days, but not forever.
Who can host me and my married sons and their families? Why I
have to be refugee?”
I could
not find any answer to all his questions. I felt I am powerless.
I also could believe that all kinds of Palestinians reactions
are justified.
At last,
and while we were watching some guys who were looking for some
clothes under the destroyed houses, Abu Muhammad showed me the
top of the far mountain, where I could see hundreds of Palestinian
villagers who were climbing the mountain up and down, through
hard roads, which are not suitable even for animals. They were
using these roads because the main roads were destroyed by the
Israeli bulldozers. What a trip in dust and heat!
We went
to the city center to see thousands of people are running to buy
their essential needs as fast as possible, and start their long
way to their homes.
What
an unbearable life! If this situation will remain for longer time,
then Israel SHOULD encounter a big challenge. The challenge of
facing 3 million prospective suiciders.
