A few steps away from the now-defunct Nasser Medical Complex in Khan Younis, I work in a tent that I share with a group of journalists.
The area is not a peaceful place to work. It is overcrowded with displaced people, and the noises are never-ending, whether it’s from the hustle and bustle of everyday life or the echoes of explosions from Israeli airstrikes.
I usually walk half the distance from my home on foot, and for the rest of the way, I try to find a ride in a car – rare nowadays – or on a horse-drawn cart.
When I started working as a journalist five years ago, I knew it would be hard, especially in Gaza, but it is only harder now. Yet it is important work – a kind of humanitarian work – and at least in the tent we have community. …..more
