I’m barely alive. Let 2025 not be a third year of Gaza genocide by Abubaker Abed

55. While you read this, you’re most likely enjoying a festive break, wondering what presents you’ll receive, and looking forward to a blessed time with loved ones, family and friends. 
57. As you sit down for a meal, please think of Gaza, where we dream of a clean glass of water, a plate of fresh food — not rotten cans or animal feed — and just one short moment away from the sights, sounds, and smells of genocide.
59. Israel’s quadcopters hover above my head as I write this. It’s difficult to think back over the year when, at any minute, our year and lives could come to an end. But as I tell everyone, Alhamdulillah for everything. This is mine, and Gaza’s, story of 2024.