In Gaza, we’ve resorted to drinking salty water just to keep ourselves from fainting – Mondoweiss

It was 7:00 a.m. on Friday, July 18. My father tried to wake me up so I could go out and fill up some drinking water from the trucks that pass by the encampment every now and then. I carried two bottles and left. There was a long line for the water, as the truck only came about every three days.

Suddenly, while I was waiting for my turn, I felt myself losing my balance. I could no longer stand. We hadn’t eaten anything since the previous night, and there was neither flour nor…