'I fed him like a baby bird'
September 13, 2009 - Eight months after Israel Defense Forces soldiers killed Atiyeh Samouni, 46, and his 4-year-old son Ahmed in their home in Gaza City’s Zeitoun neighborhood, the army’s operational echelons are still examining the incident. In a statement the IDF Spokesman’s Office said: "The examination process is complex and involves a large number of entities, which naturally takes time."... Army officials who insist on anonymity imply that it was a query in April by B’Tselem that impelled the IDF to examine the incident and not the many media reports about it. Another 21 members of this same extended family were also killed, among them nine children aged six months to 16 years, when the IDF shelled a structure into which soldiers had herded them the day before. The officials told Haaretz that because the query from the human rights organization was not forwarded to them until mid-August, it "has not yet been submitted to the operational echelons."...
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'I fed him like a baby bird'
by Amira Hass
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PHOTO: Hatem Mousa/AP "Burial of two children from the Samouni family"
September 13, 2009 - Ha’aretz
Eight months after Israel Defense Forces soldiers killed Atiyeh Samouni, 46, and his 4-year-old son Ahmed in their home in Gaza City’s Zeitoun neighborhood, the army’s operational echelons are still examining the incident. In a statement the IDF Spokesman’s Office said: "The examination process is complex and involves a large number of entities, which naturally takes time."
This is probably the reason why the IDF did not respond to specific questions from Haaretz – such as whether Atiyeh Samouni was a known member of a military organization and whether soldiers were fired on from his house or from neighboring houses.
Army officials who insist on anonymity imply that it was a query in April by B’Tselem that impelled the IDF to examine the incident and not the many media reports about it. Another 21 members of this same extended family were also killed, among them nine children aged six months to 16 years, when the IDF shelled a structure into which soldiers had herded them the day before. The officials told Haaretz that because the query from the human rights organization was not forwarded to them until mid-August, it "has not yet been submitted to the operational echelons."
On May 8, in her parents’ home in Gaza City’s Sajaiyeh neighborhood, Zeinat Samouni told Haaretz: "On Saturday [January 3, 2009], there was shooting from the sea and from helicopters. Shrapnel struck the house, water tanks were punctured, the water leaked out, the doves in the cote ran to and fro in fright. We promised the children we would fix it. Early on Sunday morning we began telling each other, 'Praise God, we have come out of this safely.’ Because I was afraid and because of the shooting I couldn’t prepare food, but the children were hungry. They had bread and water. I grilled eggplants in the kitchen over charcoal, because there was no gas.
"We didn’t sleep all night, not even the children. There were 18 of us in one room, we and our children [from 15 days up to 12 years], as well my husband’s first wife, Zahwa, and her seven children [the oldest is 23]. They had come the previous evening because they were afraid to stay in their tin hut. We heard my sister-in-law shouting outside when a fire broke out in her home after a shell hit it. That was around 6 A.M. I was afraid from her shouts alone."
Samouni continued: "The soldiers began moving between the houses and shooting. We heard them speaking Hebrew. We all started screaming and crying. My husband only said that we shouldn’t be afraid and that we should read the Koran. We left the front door open so they wouldn’t break it down with explosives and so they would see that there are children here. They came straight into the living room; we were in the children’s room, across the way. [The soldiers] looked frightening. Their faces were blackened with charcoal and they had big helmets with branches in them. We were so afraid we shouted."
Mahmoud Samouni, 12: "They were from Givati" – an infantry battalion.
Zeinat Samouni: "We all shouted. Atiyeh stood up to approach the soldiers and talk to them. He knows Hebrew. Ahmed followed him, crying: Daddy, Daddy. Atiyeh told him, Don’t be afraid.
"My husband walked toward the soldiers with his hands up. 'Here I am, Khawaja [term for a non-Muslim]. He barely said a word and they shot him. It wasn’t just one who fired. Atiyeh was at the door of the children’s room, [the soldiers] were maybe a meter away. They kept shooting into the room where we were. Ahmed was hit in the head and the chest, Zahwa in the back. Her sons Faraj and Qanan were also hurt, and my Abdallah [10] was hit in the head and the hip, also Amal [his twin sister].
"We all lay down on the floor. After maybe a quarter of an hour I shouted to the soldiers, 'Ktanim, Khawajam, ktanim’ ["little ones," in Hebrew], and they stopped shooting. I saw one soldier spit twice on my husband. Then they came into the children’s room and in my bedroom they began destroying the furniture and threw something [probably a stun grenade], so the room filled up with smoke and a fire started and everything in the room – clothes, documents, money – was lost.
"Because of all the smoke and fire we started shouting again, and again said 'Ktanim, ktanim,’ and we prayed and read the Koran and coughed. I couldn’t see the children because of all the smoke. The soldiers put on gas masks and lit up the place with the lights on their rifles, and spoke Hebrew. We’re crying and the children are peeing their pants and the soldiers are laughing. In the end, they said, 'Come on, come on,’ and took us out. They spat on my husband again. I look at the pool of blood under his head and a soldier aims his rifle at me. Outside there were soldiers who fired. My children and I went out barefoot, our arms raised. Fahed, Zahwa’s son, carried Ahmed. I told a soldier I wanted to take my husband. He said no. Outside I saw many soldiers.
"Amal ran to the house of [Uncle] Talal, but the soldiers wouldn’t let us follow her. We walked on the paved road [eastward, toward Salah al-Din Street]. I didn’t notice anything, and suddenly everyone stopped. It turned out that there was a snipers’ post in Sawafiri’s house. They ordered my husband’s [older] sons to pull up their shirts and turn around, and then they ordered them to go to Rafah [south]. We continued and entered the home of Majed [Samouni, another relative]. I looked at Ahmed; his clothes were covered with blood and I saw the two big holes in his head. I gave him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, I screamed, I asked for an ambulance. His mouth was dry. I moistened his lips with saliva, and then with water that Majed brought me.
"We tore a sheet for white flags, so we could go out. Majed’s wife was pregnant and began going into labor. His mother and I helped her give birth. There were about 40 or 50 of us. The children were hungry. Majed brought pita and olives and tomatoes that were in the house. I asked Ahmed if he wanted to eat and he whispered, 'Yeah . . . Mommy,’ and I gave him a little bread in water. I fed him like a baby bird. All the time blood was running, everything was covered in it. In the evening he told me, 'I want to take you and Dad to Paradise.’ I kept bringing towels to absorb the blood and I thought about Amal and about my husband’s dead body.
"Ahmed died at about or 4:30 or 5 A.M. [on January 5]. I screamed and I closed his eyes. Salah’s girl came and said a shell landed on the home of Wa’el [a relative] and that the roof fell in and everyone was screaming and covered in blood. She said everyone had fled to the city. I said that in that case we’d all leave the neighborhood.
"We left, the big ones holding the little ones, Fahed carrying Ahmed’s body, all of us holding white flags. The soldiers on the roof of Sawafiri’s house started shooting just as we went out, and there was also shooting from a helicopter and from a tank [on Salah al-Din Street]. We were screaming and crying. We kept walking, barefoot, until the Star Cola factory. An ambulance came a little later. They asked if there were wounded. I said there were some behind us, who could barely walk.
"We were about 300 people, everyone with white flags and some with plastic bags because they couldn’t find white cloth. The ambulance people apologized for not being able to come, because the soldiers shot at the ambulances. They took us to Shifa Hospital. They put Ahmed next to the others who were killed, and there I saw Talal’s family, all of them crying. Then I noticed the dead and I started to recognize them. I wandered around Shifa like a madwoman, looking for Amal. They told me, 'We were all in Talal’s house and the soldiers took us to Wa’el’s and a shell hit and we were all wounded and killed.’
I couldn’t find Amal. My aunt came and started crying and said, 'Rashad is dead and Talal is dead and Rahma is dead and Safa is dead and Mohammed is dead and Hilmi is dead and Leila is dead and Tawfiq is dead, and Walid and Rebab – and I hugged her and we screamed together. Men and women gathered around, crying with us.
"They took my son Ahmed from the bed and put him into the refrigerator, and I’m behind them, screaming. The young people are holding me and I’m saying that I want to go into the refrigerator with him. The refrigerator was full. There were so many dead that they didn’t even put Ahmed in a separate compartment, but on the floor. With Mu’athazam and Mohammed. Then a relative came and took us in his car. I didn’t yet know that I had no home to go back to [the IDF demolished it before pulling out]. I didn’t yet know where Amal was and what had happened to her."
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