On 4th of January 2009, Zakariya felt safe beside his father and grandmother; therefore he went out to the street with them to watch the fire which the boys lit in the street as a protest against the war on Gaza. The occupation warplanes bombed those boys and Zakariya received shrapnel in his head to smash it. Remaining still alive, Zakariya's father hurried carrying him to Al-Shifa' Hospital- he had carried him for 400 meters because it was hard for the ambulance cars to get there.

In the hospital, Zakariya was in a coma for three days; later on he was transferred to the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Despite the operations he underwent, he did not get out of the coma and stayed five days in the state of clinical death until he breathed his last breath. His body was buried in An-Nasim cemetery in Riyadh.

Other Information:

Days before his death, the school had announced for a competition for the boys who memorize parts of the Qur'an. Zakariya prepared for that occasion by revising what he had memorized. He was longing for the competition to prove his excellence. His mother said: "Zakariya asked me what would be the prize if I won the competition. I hope it would be a copy of the Qur'an to encourage me to memorize the whole volume."

Zakaria was the eldest of his siblings. He was kind-hearted and compassionate, especially to his mother. When he found his mum exhausted because of the housework, he begged to help polishing the floors, cleaning the dishes, and taking the clothes to laundry. Sometimes, Zakariya helped her in the morning before going to school.

She recalled when was pregnant, Zakariya always spoke to me: 'Mummy, I hope that you beget a girl so that we would become two boys and two girls. I have a brother to play with, but my sister does not have anyone to play with her,"

His Dreams:

"I would like to grew up and become a doctor so that I could treat you and alleviate your pains, mother." Mother tells about her lost son's dream. When she heard her little boy saying that, she hugged him and supplicated God to grant her life till she sees him a doctor.

Education was not the only dream of Zakariya. His innocent dreams were many and all were focused on his mother, father, and his grandmother. He dreamt to build a house of several floors; the first for his parents and the other floors for his siblings so that they could be together.

He always said to his mother: "I wish I could build a compound for you from the money I saved and every Friday I shall feed you Fattah with chicken or Maqlubah [Palestinian cuisines]"

The dreams of Zakariya were not far to reach…But they seemed so according to Israel!