I notice the shills want us black people on here to care about this, other groups of people, and other issues than our own selves and matters affecting us black people. When it comes to black people, they want us to be unfocused and etc.
When he visited the territory a few months ago, [the UNICEF spokesman] said, he rarely saw children playing or laughing. Instead, he mostly saw them helping their families: carrying jugs of water from filling stations, trying to find food, and helping to move their few belongings when the family was displaced.
[He] said he had seen a boy on the street who appeared to be no older than about 5, pushing a wheelchair with two jerrycans, which he had filled with water, resting on the seat. The handles of the wheelchair were higher than the top of the boy’s head and he could barely see where he was going.
The war in Gaza had barely begun when 9-year-old Khaled Joudeh suffered an unimaginable loss. An Israeli airstrike destroyed two buildings where Khaled’s extended family was living in the town of Deir al-Balah, in central Gaza, according to relatives and local journalists.
Khaled and [his younger brother] Tamer were the only ones in their immediate family to survive. Nada, their 2-year-old cousin, was the sole survivor of that first strike from her own immediate family.
Just after the strike, in the courtyard of the morgue where dozens of shrouded bodies were laid out on the ground, Khaled, barefoot and crying, kissed the faces of his parents and siblings a final, sorrowful farewell.
A total of 68 members of Khaled’s extended family were killed that day as they slept in their beds, according to accounts at the time from three of the boy’s relatives. They were laid to rest together, side by side, in a mass grave.
[The] extended family was not associated with any of the Palestinian armed groups that Israel says it has been targeting in the war in Gaza.
In the months that followed, Khaled tried to be brave, his uncle, Mohammad Faris, recalled. He would comfort his younger brother Tamer, who, like Khaled, had survived the Oct. 22 strike that killed their family. But Tamer, 7, was left badly injured with a broken back and a broken leg, and was in constant pain.
At night, when the unrelenting Israeli airstrikes on Gaza would start up again, Khaled would wake up shaking and screaming himself, sometimes running to his uncle to seek comfort.
Then, on Jan. 9, Khaled’s all-too-short life came to an end.
About 2 a.m., as the family slept, an Israeli airstrike hit the home where they were sheltering, according to Mr. Faris and another relative, Yasmeen Joudeh, 36. Khaled, Tamer and Nada were killed, along with two uncles and their grandfather.
When asked about the strikes on the Joudeh family homes in October and January, the Israeli military did not provide a reason.
After the January strike, The Times gave the military the date, time and street location. But the military said The Times “did not provide the I.D.F. with enough information in order to properly look into the alleged strike.”
Like other members of their family — and so many other Gazans since — the three children, their grandfather and the two uncles were buried together in an unmarked grave.
Without compassion, it is easier to divide and conquer. You take away the basic compassion needed to feel uneasy about seeing families slaughtered indiscriminately, you're going to be left with the sort of people who are content with their lot in life.I notice the shills want us black people on here to care about this, other groups of people, and other issues than our own selves and matters affecting us black people. When it comes to black people, they want us to be unfocused and etc.