Like most of the Gaza families some relatives of Mohammed Muqat came to his house seeking safety for their children who were trembling with fear and terror. Thirty people gathered in the first floor of the five storey house. They all were his sons and grandsons; fifteen of whom were below 10 years old.

Samir (17) sat close to his mother. He wanted to comfort her and make the children terrified by the shelling sounds and death scenes on the TV screen, smile again. All of a sudden, a missile penetrated the house iron door and its shrapnel hit Samir. He endured his body pains and his bleeding and rushed at the children to rush them into an internal room. He comforted them and told them not to panick. AS he stood upright, he said, "I feel dizzy." And fell to the ground sweating hard. He bled much, and fainted. The moment he got to hospital, the doctors announced his martyrdom. They said the shrapnel had penetrated his heart and exploded its arteries.

Samir had been orphan since the moment he was born. His mother assumed the responsibility of bringing him up. As he was deprived of the fatherly love, he was truly loving and kind to the children of his brothers. He pampered and entertained them all. One of them by the name of "Nour" was the closest one to him. When she saw him hugging a child she shouted at him and tried to keep the other children far from him. She liked to be the only child to sit in his lap. He teased her by calling her, "Abu al Nar" (Father of fire)

One of Samir's characteristics was his big love for his mother and his obedience to her in all her demands. He was her pampered little one. She never blamed him. He was the friend, the mother and the father and brother to her. Two weeks before he was martyred, he went to a studio, with nobody telling him to do, and had some photos of himself printed out. His eldest brother's wife teased him saying he must have had those photos to present one to a girl he loved. Perhaps he felt he was about to go forever. He only wanted to leave behind a souvenir that would remind others of a beloved person gone forever.

His two favorite sports were football and weightlifting. He used to go every Friday to the club to practice playing football and weightlifting.

He wished to finish his secondary education successfully. Although that was not easy, he had exerted much effort studying since the beginning of the academic year. He insisted on fulfilling his university study dream and of getting a suitable job that would secure his future economically and socially. Yet nothing of the dream had materialized.