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Story of Martyrdom:
Ayah Nizar Rayan
wore her special dress and went upstairs to the roof to sit
with her father, her siblings, her mother, and the wives of
her father. The occupation warplanes did not leave that
gathering in peace, but they fired several missiles at the
four-floor house and leveled it with the ground, killing
everyone was in the house, on its roof, or even around it,
including Ayah the 12 years old girl.
Ayah and the rest of
her family were transferred to the morgue of Al Shifa’
Hospital, and there, her brother's wife could not identify
her in the beginning and thought that she was one of Nizar’s
wives because she was wearing the dress and because her body
looks bigger, but finally she recognized her innocent face.
Her brother Bilal
says: "My sister Ayah was in primary six. She was an
innocent child and full of energy, but the coward enemy took
away her life. She wanted to be killed wearing her dress.
She was chaste and looked older than she really was. May
Allah bestow mercy on her soul!" His wife adds:
"Everyone saw Ayah could not believe that she was
twelve years old. In the last days, we used to notice that
she had grown up and she cared a lot for herself."
Her brother Bilal
says about the dreams of Ayah: "Like all my siblings,
Ayah wished to join college and to study in the Islamic
University in one of the Shari`ah branches." He adds:
"Her grade was "very good" at school, but in
the last two years, she got “Excellent” and was happy
for that."
As for her manners,
Bilal says: "She was very kind, affectionate, and
followed the teachings of Islam in all her actions because
she was totally convinced with her father as a model
example. Ayah was the elder girl in the house after her
sister Wala’ had been married. She loved to wear the
Shar`y costumes and did not come out even to the courtyard
of the house but after wearing the dress of Salah.” Ayah
took care of her young siblings to the extent that As`ad and
`A’ishah miss her more than they miss their mother. Bilal’s
wife says about her caring to her young siblings: "She
used to take care of her siblings like a mother and everyone
entered the house saw how she cared a lot for the
cleanliness and feeding of her young siblings and whenever
she went they followed.”
However, Ayahs was
only a child, liked to play, and waited impatiently that
trip in which her father used to take the family one of his
friends’ gardens. Ayah would ride the swing, run over the
grass, and play with her siblings, but Ayah passed away and
left some memories in the hearts and minds of her family
that cannot be erased.
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