Remembering Gaza photojournalist Fatma Hassona
(RNS) — “If I die, I want a loud death,” she once said. “An impact that will remain through time.” Fatma Hassona’s words, spoken not with arrogance but with purpose, were not simply a wish. They were a reflection of how she lived. A life of purpose. A life of vision. A life rooted in truth. On April 16, just days before her wedding, Fatma (whose name is also spelled Fatima Hassouna) was killed by an Israeli airstrike on her family home in the Al-Touffah neighborhood of Gaza City. Ten members of her family were killed with her, including her pregnant sister. She died holding her camera, just as she had lived, documenting the suffering of her people with a lens that refused to blink, even when the world did. Fatma was no ordinary photojournalist. She, like so many of the murdered journalists before her, was part of the conscience of Gaza. Through her work, she gave the world access to the unbearable: Children mourning their parents. Neighborhoods reduced to rubble. Mothers baking bread in …