Name:
Yousif Z.
Date of incident:
9 December 2011
Age:
8
Location:
Gaza City
Nature of incident:
Injured in airstrike
On 9 December 2011, a nine-year-old boy was killed when his house was hit inan Israeli airstrike on Gaza City. His eight-year-old brother Yousif was severelyinjured in the incident and is still critically ill in hospital.
Yousif used to live in Gaza City, near a Hamasaffiliated training camp. On the night of 9December 2011, an Israeli air-strike destroyedthe family home and killed
Yousif’s father and
Sa’da, Yousif’s mother,
learned about thedeaths of her husband and son the morningafter the bombing, while she was being
treated in hospital. “They told me my husbandhad been killed,” she recalls.“Later that day, in the after
noon, they told me Ramadan had died. I still hadnot asked about Yousif. I was scared of what I might hear. Then, the doctorssaid he was in a critical condition and they needed to transfer him to Israel for
further treatment.” She was told he would be tra
nsferred within a day. Aspeople came to pay their respects for the death of her husband and son, shewaited for news of Yousif.
“I was in shock. I couldn’t believe I had lost two of myfamily on the same day.”The next day, Sa’da went to see Yousif in the hospital before his transfer. “I
arrived at Shifa Hospital and saw him hooked up to a breathing machine. His
eyes were closed. He didn’t move. He couldn’t feel anything… I went back
home to my father-in-
law’s house
because my house had been levelled to theground in the bombing. I had no home. I had no husband. I sat in a room with
people around me talking to me, but I did not know what they were saying.”During the ten days Yousif was in the Israeli hospital, Sa’da phoned constantlyfor news. “All I co
uld do was to call and ask if he was still alive, and whether he
had moved his legs or arms, or he had opened his eyes.” On 20 December, she
was told the Palestinian Authority had no more money to pay for his treatmentand that Yousif would come back to Gaza the following day. He was brought
to Shifa Hospital by ambulance. “I saw him very briefly before he was rushed tothe intensive care unit,” she says. “He was the same as when I had seen him ten
days before, breathing through a ventilator. His eyes were
closed. He didn’t
move a muscle. I asked his aunt and she said that the doctors were saying thathis brain cells had been damaged and his brain was shrinking due of lack of
oxygen.”
Three days later, Sa’da was told that he had moved his left leg, and then
thathe was able to breathe without the ventilator. Speaking to DCI on 7 January
2012, Sa’da says: “I still feel excited whenever he opens his eyes and looks atme. But now I think of other things too, like what’s going to happen next, his
treatment, his condition, is he going back to school? Is he going to have
friends? Is he going to run in the house? Is he going to grow up? What’s going to
happen to him? I mean, he cannot spend his whole life in bed, unable to move
and do anything. I do not know what’s
going to happen to him… I swear toGod I would sell my house, if I had one, so that I pay for his treatment.”