The mother sat shaking the bed of her little baby Arij in order to calm her down and sleep. She looked in tremendous fear to her babies: Bara’ and Arij because the sounds of missiles were shaking powerfully the palates of “Zinco” that were covering the house; how could her baby calm down and go to sleep?!

Few moments had passed then the Israeli occupation forces hit the place that sheltered dozens of Bedouins with land-to-land missiles without any mercy. The main targeted zone was the house of this mother (the mother of Arij Armilat) killing all the people who were in the house at once: the mother, her three children and their grandmother lost their lives. In the opposite side to Zayid’s compounds and on a high pile of rubble, the carnages of those innocent bodies were scattered.

When we started to talk with Hasan Armilat (the father of the martyred child), who was building a new house near the bombed one, he seemed to be firm when he was talking about his three children, especially the 70-days Arij. He said: “They also killed Arij along with all my family members. She was my sweetheart with whom I always used to play. I used to spend a lot of time playing with her because I did not have a job to go to.”

Despite the passage of a long time for that horrible crime, everything still in place: the destruction and the remains of the poor furniture. There, under a tree that was still over there, lies the bed of the little young baby Arij after it lost the child who liked to sleep on.

Her aunt said about the incident: “I do not know why did they kill the family of my brother with that horridness. What did they do to them? I was counting days to come and see my mother and my nephews. We were not able to see them off because I live in the Bedouin villages and it is impossible to come here. Allah is Sufficient for us, and how fine a trustee He is!”

Arij was only 70 days when she was martyred. Her father loved her very much, especially he called her a name he liked. Her father said: “I did not feel happy but after I enter the house and play with her; she was so pretty and quite.”