Winter Storms Bring Fresh Misery to Gaza War Homeless

GAZA CITY, PALESTINIAN TERRITORIES:  As the wind whistles through gaping holes in her ruined house, 62-year-old Suad al-Zaza and her daughter huddle together for warmth on a bed made of a wooden door laid on breeze blocks.

"I wake up cold, I sleep on the bed, afraid that it will break. I'm covered with two blankets that we were given," she says as rain drips through the ceiling inside the wreckage of her home in Gaza City's Shejaiya neighbourhood. 

"Before the war, I was happy, safe, comfortable in my life and now we are living in the middle of this destruction." 

Three months after an Egyptian-brokered ceasefire ended a bloody 50-day war between Israel and Hamas militants, more than 100,000 Gazans remain homeless and the much-hyped reconstruction has yet to begin.

And a fierce winter storm which has battered the region since Monday has brought further misery to tens of thousands of Palestinian families who are living in temporary shelters or in the rubble of their destroyed homes.

In Shejaiya, one of the worst-hit neighbourhoods where huge areas were reduced to rubble by Israeli tank fire, there is no sign of any construction.

But there are still those desperate enough to return home.
Ibtisam al-Ijla, 46, sits on a filthy, battered sofa in the blackened shell of her former home as her husband huddles in the corner, prodding at a fire, their only source of heating.

Corrugated iron sheets cover holes in the front wall, and wires hold up dirty blankets to create a thin illusion of privacy.

"I'm really worried about the weather but there is nothing that I can do about it," she tells AFP before the full force of the storm hits.
She and her husband fled barefoot at the height of the bombardment only to return to ruins.

With no money to rent elsewhere, they were forced to move back in.
Grubby bedding lies on the floor. Draughty and exposed to the driving rain, the house has no front door, no electricity and no running water. 

The toilet is completely open to the crater of rubble out back.
"Being here reminds me of my old life, of my neighbours who used to live here and are now gone. In the past, we would all sit together with family and friends," she says.

"Now I'm almost completely alone."