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Walid Al-Awad
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Like a knight astride his horse at all times, was the companion and beloved son, Ahmed Saad, who was surprised this Friday morning, along with his brothers, Alaa and Ali, by occupation aircraft in the Tuffah neighborhood, as they were carrying out their duty in an attempt to rescue some of their neighbors who had been subjected to treacherous enemy bombing. The quadcopter aircraft that inhabit the skies of the Gaza Strip did not hesitate to impose a curfew on entire neighborhoods, and even the entire city, firing volleys of bullets at passersby, in alleyways, and on doorsteps, raining their treacherous missiles on the tents of the displaced, shelters, food banks, charging points, and internet access, as well as on water tankers, carts, and residential apartments, tearing children apart and turning their tender flesh into shreds. This Friday, in the early hours of the morning, as the sun slowly advanced from the east, the sounds of artillery and tank shells echoed, and aircraft missiles rained down on the eastern neighborhoods of Gaza City, as well as on Jabalia and other cities and villages. And the towns of the neighborhoods of the sector and in the neighborhood of Al-Tuffah, where Ahmed Saad and his kind family insisted on not leaving it, despite it being a dangerous area and being warned against, Hamad Saad and his family were determined to stay there. They did not leave it south during the stage of the great displacement with the beginning of the war of extermination. Ahmed Saad was the only one from the agricultural relief team who remained in Gaza City and its north, and history will record that Ahmed carried a great burden on his shoulders as one of the pioneers of volunteer work under the threat of death that befell him in more than one place and at one time. For those who did not work in Gaza City and its north, any of the civil institutions. Ahmed succeeded in recruiting a team of friends of the agricultural relief, under the direct guidance of its management in the Gaza Strip and the West Bank, and this team became a symbol not only of volunteer and relief work, but also of courage. This team worked alongside Ahmed silently and with high morals to deliver as much emergency relief and potable water as possible to the various neighborhoods of the Gaza Strip, including the most dangerous areas. We remember him and his team delivering some aid and potable water to the area southwest of Gaza City, this area that was only inhabited by a few families and dozens of cats. Today, Ahmed Saad and his brothers departed as martyrs after being torn apart by a missile launched by a quadcopter. Ahmed, the good-natured and kind man who worked silently, departed. As part of the agricultural relief team that was completed after the return of his colleagues from displacement in the south, he resigned from his position that he held as a coordinator in emergency circumstances, adhering to administrative decisions without complaint or grumbling, and returned to his task as a media coordinator in relief in Gaza. Ahmed Saad, we had a family relationship with him, which he forged with unparalleled comradely humanity. We record that he contributed to saving our lives from certain death. I wrote about him at the time the following: In a previous article dated 7/12/2024, when my family and I were exposed to a deadly siege that lasted a week. Comrade Ahmed Saad risked his life when he came to rescue us under fire from the hell of death. Today, we bid farewell to Comrade Ahmed Saad, who held the position of agricultural relief coordinator in Gaza City at the time: when we resolved to leave the area that people had left ten months ago and was no longer suitable even for cats to live in. I was exposed to successive sieges that I lived with my family despite their severity. In one of them, when we touched death, the tanks returned and were stationed at Jawwal Company, a distance of A hundred meters from our location, it appeared as if the position was not fixed, shifting from time to time. We prepared ourselves by carrying what was light to carry and would help us endure the hardships of forced internal displacement, which was lighter than displacement towards the south. At that moment, I heard the voices of the agricultural relief team (Ahmed Saad and Salem Al-Soussi), they had arrived, taking advantage of the opportunity of the tanks moving to replace them, or so fate would have it, as they informed me that the beloved comrade (Tayseer Abu Yasser) had asked them to reach us and get us out by any means, and they thought that we were under the rubble of the neighboring towers that had been blown up, so we moved with them between the piles of rubble and to the sound of shell explosions until we reached Abu Mazen roundabout, then Al-Sina’a, where the bodies of the martyrs and the wounded were piled up that the ambulances could not reach. Their car took us to the house of comrade Nasser Al-Far. Today, as we bid you farewell as a martyr, Ahmed, I record for you that you contributed courageously with the relief team in getting us out of certain death, and after we were able to get out, we did not carry a piece of bread, a kilo of flour, or a can of beans. Ahmed went to his house and returned to us with what helped us in terms of food until we regained our health after that damned siege. Ahmed departs He left unforgettable marks in volunteer work, ethics and the good comradely spirit. Ahmed and his brothers, like all martyrs, are not tactical losses that can be reproduced by those who do not realize that time is blood and that life in Gaza has become a hell that they have not experienced from their hotels while sipping their morning coffee from the balconies overlooking the Al-Udeid base.