1952
After having my neck in the splint for 45 days, the doctor said I can finally take it off, but first, he needs to check a few things, to find out when I would be able to walk again, or if I would need surgery or not.
The doctor came back with a folder in his hands, he had a disturbed look on his face,
He wasn't the usual optimistic fun doctor that I'm used to.
The doctor took a deep breath then he looked at me and said:
" My dear boy, I've been doing my best to make sure this wouldn't happen, but it's Allah's will and we have to accept it"
He then paused, as if he had been waiting for me to say something, but I didn't, so he carried on.
" Unfortunately, your Neck vertebrae are broken, we tried everything to prevent any further damage, but the damage has already happened,
I'm truly sorry my boy but I'm afraid that you won't be able to walk again"
And that was it.
16 years old, orphan, lives in Gaza, and now paralyzed!!
I've lost my father when I was only 5 years old.
I had to grow up early, be a man, and help my mother support our family.
During the 1948 war we had to escape from our village, and move to Gaza.
I had to work because we suffered from poverty and hunger.
I and my friends used to go to the Egyptian military camps to ask for food, then when I got older, I worked in falafel restaurants in the city of Gaza.
I felt a tear slide down my cheek, but no I won't cry, there must be a way for me to keep working.
Damn it.
" I should have been careful,
If I hadn’t gone to play with them and stayed home instead. "
The doctor interrupted me and said:
“you shouldn’t say such a thing, my boy
What happened was destined for you by Allah, and you should know that even if you had stayed home you would have fell and broke your neck,
There is no escaping from fate.
The only thing we can do when we're being tested by Allah with such misfortune is to have faith in Allah and have patience, surely Allah will be with you and will support you"
And that was it.
I was 16 years old, orphan
Living in Gaza,
And paralyzed.
But that’s not the end of my story.
It’s only the beginning.
YOU ARE READING
the diaries of palestine.
ParanormalThe diaries of Palestine is a book written by me about different stories that happened to the Palestinians throughout the years as the war went on. I also wrote a few poems and added them to the book, hope you enjoy them 💕 As one of them, I decide...
