On the 6th of the last January, "F-16" warplanes identified their targets precisely when they aimed their missiles at the house of Al-Dayah family that was composed of four floors in the middle of a group of Gazan houses in Az-Zaytoun Neighborhood, east Gaza Strip. The missile killed 23 persons including 13 children under ten years old and ten adults, they are: the grandfather, the grandmother, two of their aunts, one uncle, and their mothers and fathers.

The mass media hastened, in the first moments of the event, to the place and by the informational logic it was a "scoop". Horrific scenes were filmed that were represented in taking out a child after another from the rubble: they were only siblings or cousins.

As for the four-years-old daughter, she was one of those children whom was taken out hardly from under the cement, the iron, and shrapnel. She was laying beside the body of her father and her brother Muhammad because they were the youngest children whom their father carried to escape the bombing but he could not. Next day, her picture was published on the first paper in many of the world newspapers.

The young white-skinned Rabi`ah passed away and her laughs that filled the house were shut forever. However, she was not the only one among her five siblings and her parents who did not follow the war procedures and insisted to stay in their home.

Her uncle Rida said: The crime was horrible and stunned all the people. They were only underage children: The two and half years Doha, my niece, did not know but laughter and play; they killed her along with her parents.

Doha was the nickname of Rabi`ah but only few people knew her real name. Um Hamzah, the wife of her uncle said: “I still remember Doha when she was playing with Ahmad and Sharaf Al Din; they always quarreled with one another because they were cheating in play. She was young and did not know anything but playing and for that every body loved her.

Doha or Rabi`ah took her cousin “Halah” as her best friend. They used to play and have fun with each other to the extent that they were like twins. As soon as they entered the house of their grandfather, they took a corner in the house to wear the clothes of grown up people, carry their bags, and imitated them in almost everything. The most astonishing thing in Doha and Halah is the "language of communication" in between where they exchanged childish terms that were not understood except by both of them. Her aunt said: “We were hearing their conversation and laughed at it."