This account of Anouar’s death has been updated after visiting his family and speaking with his parents and brother.
On 12th of January we visited the funeral of Anouar Al Mamluk aged 19 who was shot dead in the Buffer Zone on the 11th of January just East of Jabalya. He was on his own standing around 40 m from the border fence when he was shot in the abdomen, he was taken to hospital but was dead on arrival. He was a member of Fatah but not active with them, he wanted to be a lawyer and was in his 2nd year at University doing a law degree. His mother Faiza said that he wanted to get married and they had decided to allow him to marry in the summer, Anouar had asked his brother to organize his wedding party for him. Faiza told us that on Fridays after Mosque Anouar usually went straight out with his friends to play football which was one thing he loved to do, on this particular Friday he had come home first in order to eat with his family. His father had wanted him to stay in and study as he had an exam the following day but he and his friends had planned to go and find a field suitable for football on some of the land which they thought was now accessable due to the cease fire so he went out. They knew the area close to the cemetry so went there to find their football pitch. Why he strayed off closer to the fence than the rest of his friends nobody knows but while they stayed at the 100 m line he went another 60 m further on and was standing still looking towards the fence when he was shot in the abdomen. He was alive when they took him in the ambulance to hopital but had died by the time he reached the hospital.
Faiza is the third wife of Mohammed, Anouar’s father so for most of the time she and Anouar were the only ones who lived in her house, his brothers had all married and already left home. His two favourite things were playing football and eating the sweets she made so she had mad a big batch of sweets for him to eat with his friends when he came home after football the day he died. She said that the house was so empty now, Anouar had been so lively, always chatting to her and joking. His friends all used to come round to sit in their living room to laugh with him and have fun. They had brought her a big picture of him to put in the living room and the previous day during the power cut she saw it and for a moment had thought that he had come back.
This is not the first time that members of their family had been shot. His brother told us that in 2004 the resistance had bombed a tank near by killing 4 soldiers. The Israeli’s had gone crazy, killing 25 people that day, bombing everything and destroying houses and land. Anouars brother had been shot that day but survived although one of his friends had been killed. When his father who is now in his 80’s was only 8 years old, he and his friends had been playing near to the railway tracks during the British Mandate Occupation when he had been shot by British who had shot at them for being too near to the railway. This was very uncomfortable for the British members of our group to hear, myself included, we could only mumble the appologies we always have to make when we hear stories of those dark days.
Omar Ismail Awadi
We also visited the house of Omar Ismail Awadi who is 21 years old and was injured in both legs by shrapnel from an exploding bullet when they went to try to help Anouar. He told us the whole story of what happened. Omar is not a member of any political or resistance faction.
Omar told us that he and a friend had gone to the cemetry on Friday to visit some graves when they saw some of his other friends nearby about 100m from the fence and they had gone to chat with them. They could see Anouar on his own around 60m closer to the fence. 4 Israeli Army jeeps drew up on the other side of the fence, around 12 soldiers got out and started firing tear gas and bullets. He and his friends had started to run away but when Anouar was shot they went to try to help him, it was then that a bullet hit the ground in front of him and exploded, spraying his legs with shrapnel. His friends managed to carry both him and Anouar back to where a doctor could get to them and they were both taken to hospital, Anouar was discovered to be dead on arrival, Omar was treated for shrapnel wounds to both ankles and above the left knee, he has to return in one week in order to be seen by an Osteologist as he has a small piece of shrapnel embeded in the bone of his ankle.
The Israeli’s claim they suspected that they were going to damage the fence as they were at the fence, when we asked Omar about this he insisted that they were around 100m away from it when the Israeli’s started to fire and from his reaction to the suggestion that they were closer I believe him. He said that they had only gone closer when they went to pick up Anouar after he had already been shot but they were still 40 m away, not near enough to do damage.
Omar said that he is very scared after this incident, he couldn’t sleep last night because of thinking about what happened and he wishes that Israel would stop these crimes. His father Ismail is very worried and does not want him to go back to the cemetary or anywhere near the fence.
5 years ago, before cast Lead, Omar’s younger brother Mohammed was injured during an Israeli attack on Jabalya Camp, he was 13 at the time and was so badly injured that he had to be sent to Egypt for treatment, he was there for 4 months before being able to return. Mohammed has now recovered but his left hand was badly damaged, he is very artistic and part of his therapy was to encourage his drawing, there are examples of his drawing and other artwork in their house. There are 3 sons and 6 daughters in the Awadi family, 2 of the sons have now been injured by Israeli aggression even though no one in the family are involved with the resistance.
Ismail is a civil servant in the Ministry of the Interior, he is not politicaly active, he has a desk job. He says that he had hoped that the Israelis would honour the cease fire agreement even though he didn’t really believe they would, he says “we do not have peace”.
By Theresa in Gaza