Given the suffering endured by Gaza's children, laughter may seem absurd, yet it is drawn from the rubble by those determined to share their smiles and share the pain. "We carry the painful stories of the children when we leave the camps," says Uncle Zezo.
"I once met a girl who had lost her entire family in shelling. Her leg was amputated. But during one show, she laughed. For a fleeting second, it was as if her body and family had returned to her."
As Dr Alloush leaves the children's hospitals, he is haunted by what will become of them. "It is unbearably cruel to return to the hospitals to play with the injured children, only to find they have been martyred, taken from this world before they could experience the laughter that awaited them," he says.
Uncle Mickey has also experienced profound sorrow. "I have a video of my dancing with the children of Al-Arqam School in eastern Gaza," he recalls. "That day, we were happy. We played, we danced with passion, and—for a brief moment—we drowned out the sounds of war."
"A few days later, the occupation bombed the school. Many of the children who had danced and laughed with me were martyred in the attack. All that laughter was bombed away. Now, I have only that one video with them. Every time I watch it, I am overcome by grief."
Laughter as medicine
Uncle Zezo explains that circus art was a niche field in Gaza, even before the war, "but now families and children gather around us… they've come to realise the value of what we do". Eliciting a single laugh in wartime is nothing short of a miracle.
Laughter is "an act of resistance and resilience," he says. "It is a message to the Israeli occupation and the silent world that—no matter the suffering, the killing, the displacement, and the destruction—we will continue to paint smiles on our children's faces because they deserve life, like every other child in the world."
Dr Alloush describes the clowns' work as "medicine through laughter," adding: "The war has weighed heavily on the souls of children and adults alike. But no matter how their sorrow deepens, or how many disasters surround them during this genocide, laughter remains essential. There must be a circus performer, a clown, because through that interaction, we reclaim a piece of life."
"This war of genocide has birthed something strange: a hunger for laughter as intense as the hunger for food. I even have adults gathering around me, laughing like children," Uncle Mickey says.
"But it is the children who matter most. We work for their future."