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We never imagined that we would be forced to sigh, and be forced to stand in front of bloodthirsty men with bare hands - voila! news

2024-01-23T18:48:23.340Z

Highlights: We are lion mothers, hero fathers, and children who have become soldiers without uniforms. We have been refugees in our country for 4 months - which seems to have forgotten us. The lack of decision regarding our future is both difficulty and pain. The intense desire for a home and on the other hand the fear of the place we called home, makes our lives difficult. The enveloping sound, a special project by Ziv Reinstein and Moran Hila Madamoni. In the video: The last residents are evacuated from Sderot/Yinir Yagana.


We are lion mothers, hero fathers, and children who have become soldiers without uniforms. The intense desire for a home and on the other hand the fear of the place we called home, makes our lives difficult. We have been refugees in our country for 4 months - which seems to have forgotten us The enveloping sound, a special project


In the video: The last residents are evacuated from Sderot/Yinir Yagana

October 7 is the day when all of our lives changed beyond recognition - the intensity of fear took on meaning.

Quick evacuation amid uncertainty, questions like where to?

When?

and where?

came up in our confused minds.

108 days of chaos mixed with hope.

For about four months, the question has been nagging at us to come back?

not come back?

- As refugees in our country that seems to have forgotten us.

23 years of an existential war for the private, mental home, years in which we were silenced, years in which we were forced to enter the hospital and leave it from sleepless nights directly back to normal. An emergency



routine was our lot. And we are mothers of lions, fathers of heroes, and children who became soldiers without uniforms Never imagined that we would be deprived of sighs, and forced to stand in front of bloodthirsty people with bare hands, unable to protect the one dearest to us.

The sound of the envelope!/Photo processing, photo: Ziv Reinstein

Moran Hila Madamoni/Courtesy of those photographed

Forces in Sderot on the second day of the war/Reuters

One moment comes to my mind the room he is in, my children are in the closets, and we are waiting for the worst.

The moment Ishi and I started thinking about a will, and we are just children raising children.

An existential war for our souls and the souls of our children brought with it challenges.

Benny Haket Yedidia who woke up screaming "They are here!", my eldest son whose scar that has been with him since the "Tzuk Eitan" operation is reopened by the acetala of Koshi's speech.



The lack of decision regarding our future is both difficulty and pain, the strong desire for a home and on the other hand the fear of the place we called home is confusing and makes our lives difficult now.

I can only continue to hope that in a moment we will wake up from the ongoing nightmare to the sounds of jubilation for the quick return of our abductor and the return of our people to their spiritual and physical home.

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Source: walla

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