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Name of Victim: Dhiaddin Aref Abu Khubiza

Age: 10 years old.
Sex: Male.
Date of Death: 29/12/2008
Place of Death: On his way back home from a nearby mosque at the district of Nussayrat –Center of Gaza Strip
Cause of Death: A missile from an Israeli reconnaissance aircraft. 
Martyrdom Account:

Dhiaddin was returning home from the mosque near his home at Nussayrat in central Gaza Strip, but he desired to buy some sweets. So, he headed for the nearby supermarket to get some. Then, he resumed walking. In front of the house, he was stopped by the 2 sons of his aunt and uncle who were in their car and started chatting with him. As each were about to leave to go home, an Israeli reconnaissance aircraft launched a missile at them martyring and injuring them. Dhiaddin was hit direct in the head with the missile shrapnel, so, he was killed immediately. 

Dhiaddin was barely over 14. He hoped to fulfill his mother’s dream by completing his secondary education and graduating from the college of medicine. His mother explains how he was a diligent student and says. “ In his study he was genius and his teachers attest to that.” One of his teachers once said, “If we have more genius students like Dhiaddin we should not bother about our school’s future nor reputation among the other schools. He participated almost in all competitions and achieved striking victory by his broad knowledge and information.” 

With his tiny fingers he excelled at painting so that his father decided to make one of the house’s room an art studio for him to promote his talent. This could not be done as Dhiaddin had so suddenly gone. His mother refused to keep any of his painting tools least they should remind her of losing him and cause her to cry whenever she sees them.

As was an outstanding student, he was equally truly compassionate for his parents and sister. His grandmother whose days have been darkened by the absence of Dhiaddin says, “He was the apple of my eye. He never went to school without kissing my hands first and asking me to pray for him which I did.” 

His sister Arwa will never forget that one day at the beginning of war she was out late. He panicked and worried much about her. He decided to go out to look for her. In vain had his mother tried to stop him. He was truly caring and passionate. He could not stand seeing tears in others’ eyes and always tried to help in replacing them with smiles that would brighten faces.

 
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