A Mother in the ER… and Eight Shrouds

At Nasser Hospital, Dr. Alaa Al-Najjar stood before eight small shrouds—her own children, who had arrived to her as charred remains, without features, without a pulse. This was not her shift as a doctor, but as a mother whose heart was shattered eight times in a single moment. She held onto silence and shock, as if her scream had risen from the depths of the earth: Is it possible for a mother to treat her children as martyrs? In Gaza, not even mothers are spared the fire of loss.