Three days on
Three days on Ziad and I pop in to see how Rula and Wissam are. When we arrive Wissam is being interviewed by a T.V. crew – he still looks extremely stressed. Rula looks really tired, but worse, she also looks overwhelmingly sad.
In the three days since the Israeli raid the upstairs part of the house looks back to normal – downstairs still looks like a war zone.
I ask Rula how their plans are going to study for their PhD’s in Sydney – “not anymore” she says, “the Shabak (Israeli security) will never allow us to leave the Occupied Territories now – it would be the eighth wonder of the world for it to happen.” Rula explains that the Shabak will never believe that they didn’t know that the man who moved into the flat below the day before the raid was a wanted member of Hamas.
I ask after their two little girls. “They’re still on a high,” says Rula, “in a week or so the problems will start, once they try and get back to normal. This is the second time the eldest one has suffered something big, and she’s not even eight.”
On the way out Rula fixes me with her tired and incredibly sad eyes – “Gerard, your report better be good.”
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