“I left the live broadcast site and the death toll was 88 martyrs since dawn!!
If I told you I’m tired of counting them, would you believe it?
I’m tired of chasing the numbers and updates while the occupation is not tired of killing us in every way and color!
The last thing I saw in the hospital was a pile of meat, supposedly the remains of a human being. It was a hard scene.
I fled from that scene and tried to lift my mood by meeting someone who could comfort me.
And that’s what happened. I said goodbye to him and moved on, only to come across an empty flour truck, on top of it the body of a young man from those waiting for aid, killed. His body was in the place of the flour sack.
Then I reached the Al-Sudaniyya area and saw women carrying flour sacks that would exhaust even a strong young man, and girls sharing the burden with their husbands. A difficult and painful scene, there’s no romance in it.
I saw a young man carrying a sack of flour on his neck, barefoot, walking, one step away from falling, but forcing himself to continue, not out of fear for himself, but for the sake of feeding his children.
I returned to my place and saw pictures of fire belts over Beit Hanoun. My God, what madness is this. More than fifty airstrikes and counting on a destroyed city. They’re searching for fighters under the rubble.
The important thing, what made me write all this, is that there are still three hours left in the day, and the number of martyrs has reached 125, and 500 wounded.
How high will the number reach by the end of the day?”
Mike
If I told you I’m tired of counting them, would you believe it?
I’m tired of chasing the numbers and updates while the occupation is not tired of killing us in every way and color!
The last thing I saw in the hospital was a pile of meat, supposedly the remains of a human being. It was a hard scene.
I fled from that scene and tried to lift my mood by meeting someone who could comfort me.
And that’s what happened. I said goodbye to him and moved on, only to come across an empty flour truck, on top of it the body of a young man from those waiting for aid, killed. His body was in the place of the flour sack.
Then I reached the Al-Sudaniyya area and saw women carrying flour sacks that would exhaust even a strong young man, and girls sharing the burden with their husbands. A difficult and painful scene, there’s no romance in it.
I saw a young man carrying a sack of flour on his neck, barefoot, walking, one step away from falling, but forcing himself to continue, not out of fear for himself, but for the sake of feeding his children.
I returned to my place and saw pictures of fire belts over Beit Hanoun. My God, what madness is this. More than fifty airstrikes and counting on a destroyed city. They’re searching for fighters under the rubble.
The important thing, what made me write all this, is that there are still three hours left in the day, and the number of martyrs has reached 125, and 500 wounded.
How high will the number reach by the end of the day?”
Mike
️JUST IN: Government Media Office in Gaza - 805 Palestinians killed at GHF sites. 
Update – Total Casualty Figures Among Starving Victims Seeking Food Near the Death Traps (the U.S.-Israeli Aid Distribution Points):
805 Martyrs
Footage shows police negotiating with settlers instead of removing them, in stark contrast to their violent crackdown on peaceful Palestinian protests in Haifa.
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