I do not want to write about politics or wars.
These are not Trivial Matters.
But the situation is this:
A lot of people died today and not very far from where I am.
I don’t know what to say, it is too sad to reflect upon, so it is easier to bury ones head in the sand and not read newspapers or watch news on the television.
But a lot of people were injured today.
A lot of people huddled inside the shelters all day and all night, fearing for their lives.
I want to recommend another blog for you, it is written by two friends, one a Palestinian who lives in Gaza and the other an Israeli who lives 10 kilometres away, in Sderot, just over the border in Israel.
Read it:
Life must go on in Gaza and Sderot
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Thanks for the tip about the website.
Been thinking about you, while watching the news, and wondering how it is to be so close to what's going on.
Too be honest it is much easier to be here so close to "what is going on" than to be where you are.
If it wasn't for people in Sweden asking me about it, I wouldn't notice it much.
True some of my friends went to Sderot a couple of weeks ago to spend money in the shops (help the economy and give moral support) and also true the loved ones mother went to the border of Gaza a couple of weeks ago with food, water and other supplies as aid for those inside Gaza.
But apart from the occassional mention about it, I don't notice it much.
Today there were a lot of ambulances to and fro from the hospital I live next to.
There are apparently demonstrations in Ramallah in the West Bank that have turned a bit ugly. Ramallah is only an hour away from here or less and this is the biggest hospital in the area so...
"Halt! Här får ingen passera... här kommer ingen förbi... kommer aldrig över nån mera... över taggtråden såg jag min livskamrat... jag har bott här i 20 år snart, men med en k-pist är det svårt att diskutera... jag gick långsamt hemåt, hemåt den kvällen, skulle jag få se henne igen? hjärnan värkte, hjärtat värkte, skulle jag bli hel igen?... en dag så stod den bara där, en mur mellan mig och allt jag har kär... vi skulle få leva här... vi skulle få leva här... vi skulle få leva här...
Alla vackra rosor är våta av blodet från ert heliga korståg... Och jag ska aldrig förlåta det som hände vid muren...
Ja, jag vet, jag vet precis hur, jag flyger över eran mur... åh jag vet, jag vet, jag vet precis hur...
I´ll be the acid spy... Jag gör vad jag vill, jag vet precis hur...
vi skulle få leva här... vi skulle få leva här... vi skulle få leva här...
...leva här."
- Die Mauer, Ebba Grön.
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