Yemen : Masam Project Clears 500,000 Houthi Landmines
Masam Project for Landmine Clearance in Yemen, funded by the King Salman Humanitarian Aid and Relief Center, has announced the removal of over 500,000 landmines planted by the Houthi militia across various regions of the country.
Since its launch in mid-2018, the project has cleared more than 67 million square meters of Yemeni territory, including residential areas, farms, schools, and roads. The extracted explosives include anti-personnel and anti-tank mines, unexploded ordnance, and improvised explosive devices, many of which were locally manufactured by the Houthis and planted indiscriminately, often without maps.
Masam's General Director, Eng. Osama Al-Qusaibi, emphasized that this achievement reflects both the scale of the humanitarian crisis and the dedication of the demining teams, many of whom have risked or lost their lives in the process.
The project has significantly reduced casualties in affected areas and enabled thousands of displaced families and farmers to return to their homes and lands. In recognition of its impact, Saudi Arabia has extended Masam's mandate for another year with a $52.9 million budget.
Masam continues its mission with 32 trained teams and over 500 personnel, combining international expertise with local knowledge to restore safety and dignity to war-torn communities.
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Hunger suddenly descended upon my body, ambushing me like a predator lying in wait. My legs felt weak, on the verge of collapsing under my own weight. I was dripping with sweat, my hands trembling, losing control of their steadiness. My entire body seemed ready to crumble into a heap of debris. There was no restaurant nearby. My feet could no longer carry me to the nearest eatery, which felt distant and out of reach. I stumbled into a nearby grocery store, my steps unsteady, as if I were trying to explore something in a hurry. I approached a foreign worker in the store who was stuffing pastries with various fillings, names of which I couldn't recall in English, and some I didn't even know in Arabic. I attempted to communicate with him, but we were lost in translation. * * * I tried to find a translation app, hoping it might rescue me from my predicament. My trembling hands felt uncooperative, and my mind seemed to fade away. I felt lost, unable to concentrate, struggling to piece together my scattered thoughts, filled with confusion and uncertainty. With what little strength I had left, I tried to withdraw, dragging my weary steps toward the door when suddenly, the store owner called out to me, asking, 'Where are you from?' My face lit up when I heard him speaking Arabic, and I replied, 'I'm Yemeni.' I then asked, 'And where are you from? He answered, 'From Haraz.' In that moment, I felt a door of joy open and envelop me with warmth. * * * I ate a piece of chocolate and felt a wave of refreshment and balance wash over me, as if I had narrowly escaped a crisis. My health was improving. We started chatting, and I sensed he recognized me, but that didn't stop me from asking: Do you know me from before? He replied, 'No.' Then I asked, 'Do you know Majed Zayed?' He answered, 'No.' I realized that this man had been away for a long time. I then asked, 'Do you know Abdu Bashr?' 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There is also a street named after Ibrahim Al-Hamdi, and you can find some Yemeni products in larger grocery stores, like Shamlan water and Abu Wald biscuits. On the second day, the same scene repeated itself, with added details. When I asked him about the amount, he swore again that I wouldn't pay a single cent. I introduced myself as a member of the Yemeni Parliament to convey that I was capable, even though the reality was quite the opposite. Yet, I felt he understood my nature better than I did. He persistently urged me to have coffee, water, or any drink with the sandwich pastry, while I refused with a painful pride, claiming that I had everything I needed. With the repetition and the embarrassment overwhelming me, I felt as if I were standing naked before him. Since he had memorized my situation and traits, he too felt shy and made sure not to hurt my feelings. 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I accepted this arrangement and became his customer, starting to eat two meals a day instead of one—one from him and another from a nearby restaurant. I found myself exhausted by my shyness, grappling with the challenge I faced, and burdened by a miserable situation. Meanwhile, a petty official in Sana'a accused me of being a secret agent, and an inflated figure in the 'legitimacy' mocked me without knowing the hardships I was enduring and the existential struggle I faced between compounded illness, financial strain, and the relentless misery of filthy pens digging their rusty blades into my weary body.
