It was supposed to be a festive morning. Like millions of Muslims around the world, Abdel Rahim Khader woke up early on the first day of Eid al-Adha. A press photographer in Gaza, he left for work, unaware that less than an hour later, his life would collapse.
“My phone rang. It was a neighbor. He was screaming. He told me my house had been bombed.”
In the five-story family building located in Jabaliya lived his parents, siblings, uncles, aunts, their spouses, and children — 48 people in total. His tribe. His safe haven.
“When I got there, there was no house. Just a crater. Rubble. And silence.”
A Massacre too painful to describe
As a volunteer with rescue teams, Abdel Rahim tried to dig through the ruins with his bare hands. He identified scraps of clothing, children’s toys, arms, unrecognizable faces. Only four bodies could be recovered and buried. The rest were in pieces — literally.
“I’m a photographer. I’ve documented this war for years. But this time, I’m the photo. It’s my tragedy. My family. And I have nothing left to show but my tears.”
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