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Sharfuddin writes: "My boy was born as air strikes rained down, and three years later, the onslaught continues."

Children play amid the rubble of a house destroyed by a 2015 Saudi-led airstrike in Yemen's capital, Sanaa. (photo: Hani Mohammed/AP)
Children play amid the rubble of a house destroyed by a 2015 Saudi-led airstrike in Yemen's capital, Sanaa. (photo: Hani Mohammed/AP)


This Is How It Feels to Raise a Child Under Saudi Arabia's Bombs in Yemen

By Sukaina Sharfuddin, Middle East Eye

12 April 19


My boy was born as air strikes rained down, and three years later, the onslaught continues

hen I think about my son, I get tears in my eyes. He is three, and all he has ever known is war.

The night he was born, my contractions started at midnight. We had to go to three different hospitals before we found one with electricity.

There were air strikes all around; it was terrifying. In the end, I needed a C-section and asked for a general anaesthetic because I didn’t want to hear the sound of bombs when my son was born.

Staying indoors

War has been part of his life, right from the start. I feel like it has stolen his childhood. He is three now, and all he wants to do is go out and explore, but we must keep him indoors where it is safer.

He can’t even play with water outdoors, because he could contract cholera. It is too dangerous to play football in the street.

This is not the life I wanted for him. The war has changed everything for my family and I.

My husband used to have a good job, but he lost it when the economy crashed. He has a degree and speaks good English, but he goes out every day, searching for a job that pays. It has been more than two years since some public servants, teachers and doctors have been paid.

People like me, who are lucky enough to still have a job, support their whole extended family. I support my parents, my brother’s family, my grandmother and my cousin’s family; it is barely enough, but better than nothing.

Danger from above

Everything in the shops is so expensive. I used to buy nappies without thinking about it; now, they are a luxury item. Many families with newborns use plastic bags or cloths instead, because they cannot afford nappies.

Before the war, we used to have big family gatherings. I loved them. Everyone would eat together, the kids would play – it was a happy time. Now, all we talk about is the war.

Sometimes, when we hear air strikes in the distance, we put on headphones and play loud music to drown out the warplanes. Other times, we just listen.

My little boy is so innocent. He loves airplanes and carries a small, orange, toy plane with him wherever he goes. Every time jets hover above, he gets excited; he jumps up and down and says, “Wow mummy, let’s go see the airplane!”

I quickly pull him away from the windows. He doesn’t know what I know. We haven’t had any commercial flights in Yemen for years, so planes in the sky can only mean one thing: bombs. When I hear them approach, I think to myself that this might be the end.

Tired of crying

I try to stay calm for my boy. Inside, I’m panicking, worrying about how on earth we will get out of our ninth floor apartment if it gets hit. Somehow, children always feel your stress. My son tells me to smile: “Mummy, be happy – don’t be sad!”

That is what I try to do. Even though my country is at war, bombs are falling, and people are going hungry, I try to smile and be happy for my son.

But I am exhausted. I am tired of crying. I am tired of war. All I want is for my son to live a normal life, like other little boys all over the world.

Think of us tonight when you go to sleep – without the sound of air strikes, or the fear that a bomb could wipe you out without a trace.

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0 # tidyidy 2019-04-15 07:19
I have a great grandson who is 15 months old. His living great grandfather is a Holocaust survivor. His father, not an Israeli, volunteered for the IDS. My little boy knows none of this yet.

I do!

I'm horrified that these two little boys, representing all the others, grow up in such different states of peace and security. I think that this destruction of people and this planet has nothing to do with any creating being. It is human beings, still uncivilized, who do it.

Whatever is to be, it is up to me. And you . . .

L&B&L
 

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