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The Contribution of Women to Peace and Reconciliation

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INTERVIEW WITH<br />

GHADA AL-JADBA, GAZA<br />

I believe I’m a strong person because my mother <strong>and</strong> father were strong<br />

people. My mother was strong – but not as I wanted her <strong>to</strong> be. She was<br />

a teacher for ten years <strong>and</strong> a substitute teacher for 40 years, she was a<br />

good teacher in her school <strong>and</strong> in the community; my mother was different<br />

from her peers. She married at eighteen; my father was her cousin.<br />

We lived in Rafah Camp – they came originally from Yibna, formerly<br />

in northern Gaza District, now in southern Israel. It is not easy <strong>to</strong> live in<br />

a camp. My mother was an educated woman <strong>and</strong> her family was wealthy.<br />

She wanted <strong>to</strong> create some change in the society <strong>of</strong> the Camp – <strong>and</strong><br />

she did, in fact. She was a model for me.<br />

My father was not educated like my mother, <strong>and</strong> he worked with his fa -<br />

ther <strong>to</strong> support his large family, but he was very intelligent, <strong>and</strong> since<br />

he had no opportunity <strong>to</strong> pursue his education, he was very interested<br />

in educating his sons <strong>and</strong> daughters; not all men at that time supported<br />

their daughters’ education. We were five daughters <strong>and</strong> three boys.<br />

When I was five years old, my father called me “doc<strong>to</strong>r”. That made<br />

me happy, because I felt my father had faith in me. And doc<strong>to</strong>rs were<br />

important personalities in Gaza. It made me proud <strong>and</strong> it was a challenge<br />

for me, <strong>and</strong> it made me feel my father thought I could be like boys, <strong>and</strong><br />

even better than them.<br />

From the beginning <strong>of</strong> my life, I felt with the misery <strong>of</strong> the people around<br />

me – especially when I was in school, <strong>and</strong> I saw the restrictions placed<br />

upon my girlfriends. When I was thirteen, I had a shock when my close<br />

friend had <strong>to</strong> leave school <strong>to</strong> get married – we were just children! From<br />

that time on, I thought about women in Gaza, <strong>and</strong> that they don’t have<br />

the right <strong>to</strong> choose what they want. This shock made me stronger, <strong>and</strong><br />

better capable <strong>of</strong> living in this <strong>to</strong>ugh society. I decided <strong>to</strong> help the girls,<br />

<strong>and</strong> spent most <strong>of</strong> my time discussing <strong>and</strong> trying <strong>to</strong> encourage them.<br />

Sometimes I succeeded; one <strong>of</strong> my friends from a very traditional family<br />

was so strong that she succeeded in pursuing her education, <strong>and</strong> now<br />

she is a doc<strong>to</strong>r. It was not easy for her. Sometimes we called her brother,<br />

<strong>to</strong> convince her father <strong>to</strong> let her go study <strong>to</strong>gether with me in Libya.<br />

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