Standing While Your Kicked

12 July 2007

by Housewife4Palestine

In the last few months, my adopted village has been under attack and over thirty-five members of my family so far is the martyr count. While you will not see pictures nor is the village in the news as far as I know, it makes no difference that a once beautiful village is in ruins.

While many are still lamenting, what happened to this village; something within me has changed. I use to tolerate the Israeli’s for lack of any other way to survive even the hardship’s they have put me through. But it seems, I have went from tolerating to detesting these people; because no one has the right to do this to any people.

As much as recently, someone that use to make me laugh, way to many times for their kindness, was under a form of a attack by these same people and I found my anger of the recent events has over came me. I will even admit, if I could have reached the person being mean to a brother, I would have slapped his face for being so detestable.

What was the worse for me, is my husband, when everything started happening to my family and village instead of at first making me understand it was better to make me mad; for the simple fact he knew the sorrow would have been to great for me at that particular moment.

While at first, I think I handled it fairly good, I am finding that these excursions against my fellow countryman and has became so hot as it is these day's, I find I have little tolerance for stupidity.

I have thought many time’s if the Zionist's would just give us a small break it would be different, but so far it looks like not to be so.

I think often time’s, people that have never been through this kind of situation has no idea how they would react, but horror is just that and the reaction factor which may be different for some; I would think most people that have to face something of this magnitude without ease would feel the same.

In a final thought, I can really understand now why when something very bad happens, a husband may not tell his wife or children for the simple fact; the pressure of the sorrow is just to great.