Sunday, November 12, 2006

Is Umakahil out of control? Is her antisemitism driving her crazy?

Here, Umkahil believes that Islamic fascist women going to protect their trerrorist lovers deserve a warning from the Israelis after they heed the call from their Hate Mongering Mufti to be human shields, allowing mass murderers to escape justice.

Go Figure.

There Was No Warning
Watch the video without the obscene spin of ignorant journalists. First the Jewish supremacists of the IOF called them whores, then they started shooting. There was no warning. Their men weren't "holed up" as western media derisively natters. They weren't? They were lounging?

Here is the video. It actually shows nothing of what Umkahlil whines about.


http://www.globalresearch.ca/index.php?context=viewArticle&code=20061110&articleId=3798

24 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

ZERO

11:53 AM, November 14, 2006  
Anonymous Abu Foxman said...

Is that your IQ or the size of your penis?

3:16 PM, November 14, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

No Mr. Foxman, it is the number of commenters on this thread before I posted. Get it? As in, no participation and therefore not a whole lot of interest in the hate speech.
Lots of zeros on this whole site as a matter of fact. What, no friends except each other? Go figure. Have a nice day!

1:02 PM, November 15, 2006  
Anonymous Abu Foxman said...

I guess by the reply that means its your IQ. Thank you have a nice day as well.

2:10 PM, November 15, 2006  
Blogger Ibrahamav said...

It seems that Anon wants to post some hate speech? It is obvious that we are commenting on the hate speech provided by those who wish to kow Tow to Islamofascism in order to spare their own lives.

Desertschmuck attempts to sell out the Jews in the hopes of saving his own life.

4:55 PM, November 15, 2006  
Anonymous Abu Foxman said...

Funny also that this Anon is confused that you don't get more comments from fellow racist of its kind. It doesn't realize it’s for the same reason people keep banning you from their sites and turning on moderation. Their lies get exposed and shot down with facts and truths so they have to lock you out. They are utterly defenceless when faced with the truth of their hate and lies.

So what now they are going to come to this site so you can shoot them down and make them look like the bald-faced liars they are. It is such easy work exposing the hypocrisy and lies these sorts of people hold as truths it is getting boring. None the less it is somewhat important.

6:33 PM, November 15, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ZERO.
HEHEHEHE
No, where are all your friends that agree with you. So far only four people, Mr. Lies, moldy bagel, eurosabertooth and wannabe abe foxman.
HEHEHEHE.
Don't you have anyone to play with over here so you have to go kick people in the shins who DO have friends and speak truth. Sorry, class bullies get their little hate notes ripped up and tossed aside.

7:25 PM, November 16, 2006  
Blogger Ibrahamav said...

Why does the truth need a chorus of echoes? It seems that Islamofascists and neo-nazis need echoes for their propaganda. the truth stands alone.

It is no wonder that Desert Schmuck and is islamo-fascist friends censor their sites to prevent the truth from coming out.

No need of that here. The truth overides anon's nonsense comment.

6:43 PM, November 17, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mr. Lies, no matter what you do to try to squirm your way out of the filthy box you have placed yourself in, there is no denying that you only have abe, flower, moldy bagel and eurosaber tooth participating WITH you. No one cares a flippity flip what you say except for FOUR totally bigotted people like you. Why should anyone else WANT to talk to you Mr. Lies. You're a bitter bitter person with not one productive thing to say. All you do is attempt to tear people down and spew spittle. You are a LOSER mr. lies, just one big loser and NO ONE CARES to engage in any form of discourse that you have provided. So I would suggest you do something more productive with your time, make some friends who are pleasant and honor your faith with your behavior.

9:29 PM, November 17, 2006  
Blogger Ibrahamav said...

Squirm? What box? Why does the truth need any echo?

The genocidal stance of the Arab people, particularly the Palestinian, doom any actual thought that they are victims of anything other than their own making.

My faith is honored as I set forth the truth on this blog. Your faith appears to have no honor.

2:48 AM, November 18, 2006  
Anonymous Abu Foxman said...

WOW thanks ZERO. All those years I thought race hate of Jews was about violence and death and now I find out it just about making friends.

You really do learn something new everyday don’t you.

Maybe if some of your friends weren’t such racist pigs they could get the attention and love they need from their families. But I suppose when you are a stupid racist even your own family learns better than to spend too much time with you so you have to go trolling on the internet for other such sick specimens to be your friends.

7:21 AM, November 18, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

BlaBlaBla more blather out of your ignorant mouths, that would be you mr. lies and you, mr. wannabe liar posing as someone else. I guess you both have webcams in your victims homes so you both know they have no friends or family who love them. More nonsense making you both out to be such fools. Pathetic.

10:55 AM, November 18, 2006  
Blogger Ibrahamav said...

Funny how someone who expresses themselves with the knowledge level of a baboon considers others to be ignorant.

Web cams in our victims homes? What victims?

So far, all you've done is blather nonsense and have outed yourself as a racist who believes in whatever it takes to have friends. So sad for you.

12:37 PM, November 18, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mr. lies, you cannot even take the time to reread what you and your wannabe abe friend said. Mr. abe made the comment that the bloggers you are targeting have no friends or family to give them any attention because they are racist pigs and therefor they blog and make friends. Kind of a leap of logic isn't it?
Your mind is so befuddled with filth all you do is know how to spew utter nonsense. Once again I ask, where are all your Jewish friends you are doing such good work for? Isn't your blog a popular one to go to for help? Maybe you could try advertising it or something like that so you could get some participation in your blathering blog. Lonely lonely man, it seems I'm the only one giving you any attention at all. Want to be nice to me for a change? I've worked well with a lot of troubled people in my life, but you are certainly a challenge. It's what, eight oclock on a Saturday night your time? Hope you have nice evening with friends and family who love you for the nice guy you're not.

5:01 PM, November 18, 2006  
Anonymous Abu Foxman said...

ZERO are you really as much of a ragging idiot as you seem to be or are you just trying to upset me?

I would have thought the reason that Mr. Lies has so few sympathetic posters/friends that visit his site was quite obvious to someone so well informed as your self.

Firstly there is the internal tribal war going on between the differing zio-Nazi factions. It’s similar to the sectarian war being waged between Sunni and Shiite and the clan war between Hamas and Fatah. Both of which are being bolstered by Zionist world head quarters.

Secondly Lies and I are merely minor cogs in the huge machinery of the world Zionist conspiracy. The majority of Zionists (the important ones that is) are busy running the world banking system, influencing (read: running) the American as well as several other nations governments and choosing which stories to publish in the worlds media outlets among other important jobs.

Anyway I’ve got to run my phone back to world Zionist head quarters has begun to ring. I must be being monitored again and will likely be in trouble for leaking and or confirming such important information over the publicly viewable internet.

Anyway have a nice day ZERO.

10:06 PM, November 18, 2006  
Anonymous Abu Foxman said...

Good news it was only my wife. She has just finished her OT Level course on goyim mind control techniques. This will no doubt be most pleasing to the Reptilian humanoid overlords at Zionist world headquarters (ZWHQ) and lead to us no longer being received as mieskeits in the local community and a somewhat reasonable rate increase to our bi-weekly income.

LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL!!!

Eat my dust Av. No more having to go for the early bird special in Pompano for me.

ZERO I was going to tell you a secret about what is being planned in Iran by ZWHQ before the phone rang and their inside man Ahmadinejad but since receiving the above good news I better keep that info to myself for now.

10:31 PM, November 18, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mr. wannabe, now I know YOU need to be in an insane asylum, you have started having some very troubling delusions of conspiratorial grandeur which began with your use of someone else's name but has seriously deteriorated. Am I trying to upset you?
No, I addressed my comment to Mr. Lies, not you, too bad he only has a mental patient to defend him. I'm just curious as to what makes you people tick. Because it sure isn't promoting productive peaceful relationships amongst people.
It's time for your meds mr. wannabe, watch out for the nurse with the thorazine. You'll feel very calm thereafter.

4:54 AM, November 19, 2006  
Anonymous Abu Foxman said...

Zionist control of world banking


Israel rules America

Zionist families that own and operate the corporate establishment mainstream media

Are Zionists human beings?


This the article non Zionist seem to have such a hard time dealing with. Believe you me the overlords are dangerous and real.
Reptilian humanoid

What do you say now ZERO still think I’m mental? Get with it I thought you knew what was going on out there. Personally I’m getting sick of the whole thing. If I wasn’t so close to retirement (only 9855 days to go lunar calendar of course) and the threat of loosing my retirement fund I would out the whole friging system.

Well anyway I’ve got to get started peeling potatoes. We are having an early Chanukah party today for the kids and have lots of little ones coming over. How the kids and our task masters the overlords love Mrs. Forman’s potato latkes. It’s really a curse and a blessing. Well Mrs. F is calling have a wonderful day everyone!

6:41 AM, November 19, 2006  
Anonymous Abu Foxman said...

Sorry some of those links didn't work hopefully these will
.
Zionist control of world banking


Israel rules America

Zionist families that own and operate the corporate establishment mainstream media

Are Zionists human beings?

6:42 AM, November 19, 2006  
Blogger Ibrahamav said...

Abu, you are spoiling my fun. There I was, just denouncing anther antisemite who exposes his hatred so that he'll have friends and you get sarcastic.

8:39 AM, November 19, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Again moron, neither one of you make absolutely any sense in your circular logic that comes back to bite you in the ass.

5:59 AM, November 22, 2006  
Blogger Ibrahamav said...

To you, the truth makes no sense. Obvious.

6:25 PM, November 23, 2006  
Blogger Robin said...

A prayer in paradise

By Gideon Levy

The kindergarten teacher is lying on a stretcher, covered with blood. The minibus is parked alongside. From somewhere to the left, the army cannon is firing shells. The children are lying on the ground next to one another. That is how one of the children described the morning when they were driving to their kindergarten in Beit Lahia and an Israel Defense Forces shell or missile - the army spokesman refuses to say - exploded several meters away and mortally wounded the teacher before their eyes.

Two high school-students on their way to school, Ramzi al-Sharafi, 15 and Mohammad Ashour, 16, were killed in the bombing. And this week the children of the Indira Gandhi kindergarten buried their teacher, Najwa - which means "prayer" in Arabic - the mother of two toddlers, who lay in a coma for about two weeks in Gaza's Shifa Hospital.

Almost nothing was written in Israel about the shelling of the minibus carrying 20 youngsters. It happened two days before the shelling that killed 22 residents of neighboring Beit Hanun, at the height of Operation Autumn Clouds. By a miracle the missile/shell did not hit the minibus directly, but landed at a distance of 15 meters from it.




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The traumatized children from the kindergarten have not recovered. This week they marched, bearing wreaths and signs they had drawn in memory of their beloved teacher, in the mourning procession to Najwa Khalif's home; the adults interred her in the Beit Lahia cemetery.

Indira Gandhi Hamuda, the owner of the new kindergarten, an impressive 35-year-old woman, says that during the past months she used to tell the children that the Israelis don't kill children, only those who fire Qassams, and that they had nothing to fear as long as they didn't go up to the rooftops. Last week one of the children asked: "You told us that the Israelis don't kill children, but only the Qassam launchers, so why did they shoot at our minibus?"

What can you say to a four-year-old who saw his kindergarten teacher lying covered with blood alongside their minibus? That the firing on the minibus was meant to prevent Qassams, which have only intensified since then?

The reply of the IDF spokesman: "On November 6, the IDF attacked a cell of Qassam-launchers in the Beit Lahia neighborhood of Sheikh Zayed, whose members had come to pick up the launchers from which rockets had been fired the previous night in the direction of the western Negev. At the time of the attack, no uninvolved persons were identified in the vicinity of the terror cell. The IDF regrets all injury of uninvolved persons. Very unfortunately, the terror organizations habitually launch rockets at Israel from within residential areas, and thus sometimes unintended injury to civilians caught in the cross-fire is unpreventable."

In the wretched Kamal Adwan Hospital in Beit Lahia the latest casualties are lying. You see them groaning in their unmade beds, surrounded by relatives. This one was working in the field, this one was innocently walking when the fire caught them. These are the lucky ones. The seriously wounded have already been transferred elsewhere.

Meanwhile a wounded man is being rushed to a local clinic - an elderly farmer, who was brought in on a donkey cart, an improvised ambulance, straight from the field after an army tank fired at him. His daughter runs after the cart, screaming. The explosion was heard all over. Passersby carry the old man into the clinic.

The IDF tanks and bulldozers are a few hundred meters from us; the road is already torn up and it is no longer passable. "The IDF at work" as the media phrase it.

A child arrives at the clinic, holding two casings from ammunition fired from an Apache helicopter. Not far away is a mourners' tent for Taher al-Masri, a 16-year-old boy who was killed the day before.

For a moment, Beit Lahia looks like a pastoral village, and then suddenly it becomes a focus of fear and loss. Who knows that as well as the children of the Indira Gandhi kindergarten, with its colorful Mickey Mouse signs? Mickey also appears on the slide in the pleasant yard with its decorative plants. There are not many kindergartens in Gaza as well kept as this one.

Indira Gandhi? The father of the owner of the kindergarten fell in love with the admired Indian leader and decided to name his daughter after her. (He also named one of his sons Hassan, after the king of Morocco, and another son Hussein, after the king of Jordan.) Some people call the woman Indira, some call her Gandhi, and some call her Indira Gandhi. A yellow garbage can, a gift from Germany, stands at the entrance, adjacent to the town's strawberry fields.

There are 260 children enrolled in this kindergarten, from Beit Lahia, Beit Hanun, the Jabalya camp and the surrounding area. They are divided into groups in colorful rooms decorated with murals - children aged four and five, learning reading, writing, arithmetic and English, between 7:30 A.M. and noon. Only about one-tenth of the parents were able to pay the tuition: NIS 300 a year. Children of the fallen and of prisoners attend free of charge. The entrances to several of the classrooms are covered with grating and sheets of plastic, and have no windows. Indira does not have the money to complete construction of the new facility, and most of the parents have no money to pay.

For eight years the kindergarten wandered among various premises, until this year it moved to this spacious and attractive structure. Every morning the children who live far away are transported in two Volkswagen Transporters, one blue and one yellow; the blue one was the one involved in the incident. Now the two minibuses bear signs in memory of the teacher who was buried Sunday, when we arrived.

There is firing in the background. The kindergarten is almost empty; most of the children joined the mourning procession for their teacher. Indira's daughter, Hadil Hamuda, 14, is watching over the handful of children who have stayed. This morning she went to school, but after half an hour, when the tanks came loudly rolling in, the teachers decided to send the students home.

A bird is hopping on the sand in the kindergarten. Naim al-Rahal, a smiling young man of 23, the driver of the blue minibus, made his usual rounds on that Monday two weeks ago. At 6:50 A.M. he arrived at the Sheikh Zaid neighborhood and waited for one of the children who came downstairs late. The minibus was already full, 20 children and three teachers. They didn't go to Beit Hanun that morning because it was dangerous. Teacher Najwa Khalif was sitting in the middle seat with her young son Wasim, 3, on her knees and her daughter Manar, 5, beside her.

While he was still waiting for the child who was late, the driver suddenly heard a deafening boom. He says that the shock waves sent the minibus flying. He started the engine and tried to escape. The child who was delayed did not manage to board and Al-Rahal saw him running after the bus shouting, unable to catch up. After the driver drove away, he noticed that Najwa was bleeding from her neck and head, and that her head was leaning sideways. It turned out that two shells had penetrated the window and hit her. She was already unconscious and the blood was dripping onto Wasim who was sitting on her knees. "The blood spilled onto the little children, onto their briefcases and onto the books," he recalls.

Al-Rahal quickly drove toward the nearest hospital, Al-Ouda, while the children's screams filled the vehicle. "The children were shouting. I still can't sleep remembering the screams," he says.

The children haven't been sleeping since then, either. Immediately after the incident, dozens of frightened parents came to the kindergarten to see what had happened to their children. The place was filled with little cries of grief - not only from the children who had been witnesses. They were all sure that the teacher was dead, but Indira tried to lift their spirits and told them she would recover from her wounds. Then she was forced to close the kindergarten for five days. Some of the children have not returned since then, others still refuse to travel in the minibus; one child asked his parents to move next to the kindergarten so he won't have to travel in the bus.

It's been two weeks since the incident and Indira tells of children who still don't utter a word all day long, and of kindergarten teachers who still burst out crying.

The sound of a passing helicopter or tank makes everyone in the kindergarten nervous now. The driver, Al-Rahal, says that today he saw the boy who came downstairs late and ran after the minibus, after the shelling, hiding behind the kindergarten building. It turned out that he had wet himself and was embarrassed to board the minibus en route home.

"Before this they would see an Apache and say, 'Here's an Apache,'" says Indira. Since the incident the children have been using dough only for making weapons. Beforehand there were some who made dough rifles, but now they're all doing it," she says. Even the girls.

Najwa Khalif worked in the kindergarten for three years. Here is a picture of her surrounded by children, and there is her classroom with miniature plastic chairs in a variety of colors, arranged carefully around the little tables, with drawings on the wall: a mother duck and her ducklings, 2 apples + 1 = 3. In the first days after her death they divided the children in her class among the other classes, but now they already have a new teacher, a substitute. During the two weeks when Najwa was fighting for her life they held daily prayers for her welfare in the kindergarten.

On Sunday morning, when they learned that she had died, Indira gathered all the kindergarten children and told them not to be angry, because she had gone to paradise

5:51 PM, November 25, 2006  
Blogger Robin said...

November 24, 2006
"The Children were Shouting. I Still Can't Sleep Remembering Their Screams"
A Prayer in Paradise

By GIDEON LEVY

The kindergarten teacher is lying on a stretcher, covered with blood. The minibus is parked alongside. From somewhere to the left, the army cannon is firing shells. The children are lying on the ground next to one another. That is how one of the children described the morning when they were driving to their kindergarten in Beit Lahia and an Israel Defense Forces shell or missile--the army spokesman refuses to say--exploded several meters away and mortally wounded the teacher before their eyes.

Two high school-students on their way to school, Ramzi al-Sharafi, 15 and Mohammad Ashour, 16, were killed in the bombing. And this week the children of the Indira Gandhi kindergarten buried their teacher, Najwa--which means "prayer" in Arabic--the mother of two toddlers, who lay in a coma for about two weeks in Gaza's Shifa Hospital.

Almost nothing was written in Israel about the shelling of the minibus carrying 20 y! oungsters. It happened two days before the shelling that killed 22 residents of neighboring Beit Hanun, at the height of Operation Autumn Clouds. By a miracle the missile/shell did not hit the minibus directly, but landed at a distance of 15 meters from it.

The traumatized children from the kindergarten have not recovered. This week they marched, bearing wreaths and signs they had drawn in memory of their beloved teacher, in the mourning procession to Najwa Khalif's home; the adults interred her in the Beit Lahia cemetery.

Indira Gandhi Hamuda, the owner of the new kindergarten, an impressive 35-year-old woman, says that during the past months she used to tell the children that the Israelis don't kill children, only those who fire Qassams, and that they had nothing to fear as long as they didn't go up to the rooftops. Last week one of the children asked: "You told us that the Israelis don't kill children, but only the Qassam launchers, so why did they shoot at our minibus?"

What can you say to a four-year-old who saw his kindergarten teacher lying covered with blood alongside their minibus? That the firing on the minibus was meant to prevent Qassams, which! have only intensified since then?

The reply of the IDF spokesman: "On November 6, the IDF attacked a cell of Qassam-launchers in the Beit Lahia neighborhood of Sheikh Zayed, whose members had come to pick up the launchers from which rockets had been fired the previous night in the direction of the western Negev. At the time of the attack, no uninvolved persons were identified in the vicinity of the terror cell. The IDF regrets all injury of uninvolved persons. Very unfortunately, the terror organizations habitually launch rockets at Israel from within residential areas, and thus sometimes unintended injury to civilians caught in the cross-fire is unpreventable."

In the wretched Kamal Adwan Hospital in Beit Lahia the latest casualties are lying. You see them groaning in their unmade beds, surrounded by relatives. This one was working in the field, this one was innocently walking when the fire caught them. These are the lucky ones. The seriously wounded have ! already been transferred elsewhere.

Meanwhile a wounded man is being rushed to a local clinic--an elderly farmer, who was brought in on a donkey cart, an improvised ambulance, straight from the field after an army tank fired at him. His daughter runs after the cart, screaming. The explosion was heard all over. Passersby carry the old man into the clinic.

The IDF tanks and bulldozers are a few hundred meters from us; the road is already torn up and it is no longer passable. "The IDF at work" as the media phrase it.

A child arrives at the clinic, holding two casings from ammunition fired from an Apache helicopter. Not far away is a mourners' tent for Taher al-Masri, a 16-year-old boy who was killed the day before.
For a moment, Beit Lahia looks like a pastoral village, and then suddenly it becomes a focus of fear and loss. Who knows that as well as the children of the Indira Gandhi kindergarten, with its colorful Mickey Mouse signs? Mickey also appears on the slide in the pleasant yard with its decorative plants. The! re are not many kindergartens in Gaza as well kept as this one.

Indira Gandhi? The father of the owner of the kindergarten fell in love with the admired Indian leader and decided to name his daughter after her. (He also named one of his sons Hassan, after the king of Morocco, and another son Hussein, after the king of Jordan.) Some people call the woman Indira, some call her Gandhi, and some call her Indira Gandhi. A yellow garbage can, a gift from Germany, stands at the entrance, adjacent to the town's strawberry fields.

There are 260 children enrolled in this kindergarten, from Beit Lahia, Beit Hanun, the Jabalya camp and the surrounding area. They are divided into groups in colorful rooms decorated with murals--children aged four and five, learning reading, writing, arithmetic and English, between 7:30 A.M. and noon. Only about one-tenth of the parents were able to pay the tuition: NIS 300 a year. Children of the fallen and of prisoners attend free of ch! arge. The entrances to several of the classrooms are covered with grat ing and sheets of plastic, and have no windows. Indira does not have the money to complete construction of the new facility, and most of the parents have no money to pay.

For eight years the kindergarten wandered among various premises, until this year it moved to this spacious and attractive structure. Every morning the children who live far away are transported in two Volkswagen Transporters, one blue and one yellow; the blue one was the one involved in the incident. Now the two minibuses bear signs in memory of the teacher who was buried Sunday, when we arrived.

There is firing in the background. The kindergarten is almost empty; most of the children joined the mourning procession for their teacher. Indira's daughter, Hadil Hamuda, 14, is watching over the handful of children who have stayed. This morning she went to school, but after half an hour, when the tanks came loudly rolling in, the teachers decided to send the students home.

A bird is hopp! ing on the sand in the kindergarten. Naim al-Rahal, a smiling young man of 23, the driver of the blue minibus, made his usual rounds on that Monday two weeks ago. At 6:50 A.M. he arrived at the Sheikh Zaid neighborhood and waited for one of the children who came downstairs late. The minibus was already full, 20 children and three teachers. They didn't go to Beit Hanun that morning because it was dangerous. Teacher Najwa Khalif was sitting in the middle seat with her young son Wasim, 3, on her knees and her daughter Manar, 5, beside her.

While he was still waiting for the child who was late, the driver suddenly heard a deafening boom. He says that the shock waves sent the minibus flying. He started the engine and tried to escape. The child who was delayed did not manage to board and Al-Rahal saw him running after the bus shouting, unable to catch up. After the driver drove away, he noticed that Najwa was bleeding from her neck and head, and that her head was leaning ! sideways. It turned out that two shells had penetrated the window and hit her. She was already unconscious and the blood was dripping onto Wasim who was sitting on her knees. "The blood spilled onto the little children, onto their briefcases and onto the books," he recalls.

Al-Rahal quickly drove toward the nearest hospital, Al-Ouda, while the children's screams filled the vehicle. "The children were shouting. I still can't sleep remembering the screams," he says.

The children haven't been sleeping since then, either. Immediately after the incident, dozens of frightened parents came to the kindergarten to see what had happened to their children. The place was filled with little cries of grief--not only from the children who had been witnesses. They were all sure that the teacher was dead, but Indira tried to lift their spirits and told them she would recover from her wounds. Then she was forced to close the kindergarten for five days. Some of the children have not returned since then, others still refuse to travel in the minib! us; one child asked his parents to move next to the kindergarten so he won't have to travel in the bus.

It's been two weeks since the incident and Indira tells of children who still don't utter a word all day long, and of kindergarten teachers who still burst out crying.

The sound of a passing helicopter or tank makes everyone in the kindergarten nervous now. The driver, Al-Rahal, says that today he saw the boy who came downstairs late and ran after the minibus, after the shelling, hiding behind the kindergarten building. It turned out that he had wet himself and was embarrassed to board the minibus en route home.

"Before this they would see an Apache and say, 'Here's an Apache,'" says Indira. Since the incident the children have been using dough only for making weapons. Beforehand there were some who made dough rifles, but now they're all doing it," she says. Even the girls.

Najwa Khalif worked in the kindergarten for three years. Here is a ! picture of her surrounded by children, and there is her classroom with miniature plastic chairs in a variety of colors, arranged carefully around the little tables, with drawings on the wall: a mother duck and her ducklings, 2 apples + 1 = 3. In the first days after her death they divided the children in her class among the other classes, but now they already have a new teacher, a substitute. During the two weeks when Najwa was fighting for her life they held daily prayers for her welfare in the kindergarten.

On Sunday morning, when they learned that she had died, Indira gathered all the kindergarten children and told them not to be angry, because she had gone to paradise.


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6:03 PM, November 25, 2006  

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