Mother's Tragic Loss in Gaza Conflict

I miss the word mum.

No one call me mum.

Uh,

I miss, uh, oh, I miss their shouting, their

voice,

their faces.

I,

I, I lost my entire life.

My, my,

my days now is just, uh,

an ongoing pain.

Um...

I am Saeda Ahmad Abu Ouda from Gaza,

42 years old.

I am a teacher, an English teacher.

Uh, I was a mother, uh, for seven children, two

sons and five daughters.

The oldest one was, uh, 20 years, and the youngest one

was only three years.

Uh, their names were Yusuf, Ruqaya, Maysoon,

Rana, Mayar,

Sara,

and Iyas.

I, um, I lost them all in a

barbarian, unfair Israelis' airstrike in

Gaza

on a, a shelter.

I went to the market

and, uh, at the market, I, uh,

I hear a, a loud explosion. I asked where is

this,

and I have been told that it is in

Al-Shata school shelters near the sea,

where my family were. I enter

the school and

I look at the classroom. Everything was destroyed.

My classroom and my... and other three classrooms near it

was completely destroyed and burned.

It was a moment that, uh,

that my whole world was collapsed in, uh, in front of my eyes.

Imagine that a mother just, uh,

being asked to, to, to identify if it, if it

is this your children or not, and your husband dead body or not,

parts of bodies, burned bodies.

And you start such searching.

And in fact, I'm a lucky mother in Gaza that I could

find my, my children's dead body

and fortune to bury them.

Some mothers didn't bury their children's dead body until now,

and didn't find them.