Repost Of Instagram Post By Alessandra_sanguinetti:

A group of four men gather around the body of a child. The little boy is dead and in the arms of two of the men. He is wrapped in a blue sheet. Text on image reads: BEFORE OCTOBER 7TH

A father holds his baby girl in his arms. Around him are other people. A soldier holds a gun against the little girl and her father. Text reads: BEFORE OCTOBER 7TH

A group of soldiers stand with rifles. Behind them are tanks and Israeli flags. In front of them is a wired fence. And in front of that wired fence is a little boy getting ready to throw a rock. Text reads: BEFORE OCTOBER 7TH

Soldier walking into a house. He holds a rifle against the older man opening the door to his home. Text reads: BEFORE OCTOBER 7TH

Soldiers hold rifles in a young man's face. Another man holds him back. Text on image reads: 'BEFORE OCTOBER 7TH'

A little boy sits on the floor and looks up at a faceless soldier, who holds a rifle in his face. Text on image reads, "BEFORE OCTOBER 7TH."

An older woman wearing a white hijab screams out, her hands clasping her head. In front of her, two soldiers walk. One of them casually chews gum while his hands are on his rifle. Text on the image reads, 'BEFORE OCTOBER 7TH'

A journalist wearing a press jacket and holding a camera over his head. His head is injured and bleeding. One of his arms is bleeding badly. Behind him, there's blood on the floor and people running. There is text on the image that says 'Gaza 2004'

Repost of Instagram post by alessandra_sanguinetti:

“In 2004 I worked as an intern in Newsweek and had to go through the wires coming in from the Middle East.

The Iraq war was raging. Israel was committing its routine violations and killings.

The images were devastating and unequivocally condemning of both the USA and Israel, but I remember the editors would reject all my picks and demand images of burnt cars or vague images of destruction.

So I brought a hard drive and collected everything they didn't publish.

It was my first live glimpse of the lack of ethics or integrity in most US media.

Not the journalists on the ground, but of the senior editors making the calls - in their self important glass cubicles.

And no, to the cynics out there..it's not all too complicated to discuss on social media.

Social media is the only reason we know what's happening in Palestine.

And the only reason mainstream news has to keep up and sprinkle some actual news now and then.

Meanwhile we are seeing much less footage coming out of Gaza - Israel has been killing off all the journalists.

This is terrifying.”

Photo credits: Nasser Ishtayeh, Yossi Alon, Saif Dahlah, Jaafar Ashtiyeh, Musa Al-Shaer, Abed Onar Qusini

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Dear Reader,🌹

I am Dr. Mohammed Aldeeb, a dedicated medical professional specializing in emergency care, hailing from the Gaza Strip. 🇵🇸 ✌🕊

For years, I poured my heart and soul into my work at Al-Shifa Hospital, tending to the wounded and the ailing with compassion and skill.😀

However, the ravages of war tore through our lives😓, forcing me to abandon my cherished home and the familiar walls of the hospital where I once found solace😥💔.

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Leaving behind the echoes of laughter and camaraderie, I embarked on a painful journey southward, bidding farewell to the streets where I grew up😓💔, the corners where I sought refuge, and the colleagues who felt like family. Memories of my formative years and the countless lives I touched during my tenure at Al-Shifa and other medical facilities flooded my mind😥, as I struggled to come to terms with the sudden upheaval.

Despite the adversities that besieged me, I persevered in my pursuit of healing. My determination led me to Al-Azhar University, where I embraced the role of a teaching assistant, imparting knowledge to aspiring medical students with unwavering dedication. Dreams of specializing in internal medicine beckoned me back to Al-Shifa Hospital, but alas, the brutal onslaught of war reduced it to rubble, shattering my aspirations in its wake.

In the chaos and carnage of conflict, I sustained injuries, and the sanctuary of my home was obliterated, leaving my family and me destitute and displaced. Yet, amid the ruins, a flicker of hope persists. At Al-Aqsa Hospital, I continue to extend a helping hand to those in need, drawing strength from the resilience instilled in me through years of education and service.

Today, we find ourselves sheltering in a humble tent, stripped of our possessions and livelihoods. The loss of my job, my home, and the comforting presence of my loved ones weighs heavily on my heart. Nevertheless, I refuse to surrender to despair, clinging to the belief that brighter days lie ahead.

It is with a heavy heart that I reach out to you, dear reader, seeking assistance in securing safe passage for myself and my family from the turmoil of Gaza. With your kindness and generosity, I hope to reclaim the path to realizing my medical vocation, enabling me to provide for my loved ones and contribute to the healing of our wounded world.