From stethoscopes to survival
Ahmad’s journey has taken him away from dreams of becoming a doctor to the reality of selling desserts for survival.
- Gaza Strip
- Diaspora
Eman Alhaj Ali is a Palestinian freelance journalist, writer, translator, and storyteller who was forced to evacuate Gaza in April 2025. She is currently based in Ireland doing her postgraduate studies.
She holds a bachelor degree in English literature and translation from the Islamic University of Gaza. She received the third rank in Palestine and the second rank in Gaza in the Al-Enjaz (national high school test) in 2019.
Her writings have appeared on a variety of international and local websites, such as the Irish Examiner, New Arab, The Electronic Intifada, Al Jazeera English, The Nation, Mondoweiss, Middle East Eye, The National, The University Times, and many others.
She is an author of the zine, “The Mirror of Memory: What Remains and What Must Be Remembered.” She is a member of We Are Not Numbers and has contributed to its anthology and also to other books and anthologies including “We Were Seeds.”
She is a voracious reader who adores reading books, especially literary ones. She also writes short fiction, nonfiction narratives, and poems.
“Writing is the act in which I share part of my soul with the world,” she says.
The motto she lives by is: “Every great dream begins with a dreamer; you have the strength, the patience, the passion to reach for the stars to change the world, and having all of these together, undoubtedly, you will fulfill your dreams.”
Current as of February 2026
Ahmad’s journey has taken him away from dreams of becoming a doctor to the reality of selling desserts for survival.
Women in Gaza are experiencing miscarriages, births without anesthesia, preterm deliveries, and neonatal deaths.
We live a bitter existence, facing the specter of death daily, under the weight of an unjust oppressor.
Another bomb explodes. Sharpnel flies. Another home collapses. Another martyr leaves without farewell.
An Israeli bombardment thwarted our hopes for a larger family.
This place, where a wall can burst in, a table fly and spin, glass shatter faster than a flinch?