Children Tell Their Story

Anas Abu Srour

I live in Aida Camp. One day, when they invaded Bethlehem, I was going to my uncle's house. My cousin Mazin has accompanied an international to the occupiers Jews in Bethléem. A soldier fired at him. My younger cousin Mahmoud came to see what happened, he was shot as well in his leg. My cousin Ouwais to put him an ambulance, where he managed to pass by miracle after an eldest brother, Wissam, have been shot in the shoulder. Wissam crawled till people arrived and carried him to the ambulance. But the big surprise that my cousin he was going to rescue Wissam has been shot in the heart, and remained bleeding and no body could go to rescue him till all his blood was out, because of the continuous shooting. AbdelQader died as a martyr, trying to save his cousin, his honor. His blood has fed the pure and holy land of Palestine. The day of marriage for the hero martyr who paid by his blood the dot of the pride… Paradise… Eyes have rained tears on the faces, a pure eternal rain in this eternal memory.