Alaa’, who is 6 years old obeyed her father and stayed at home. At that day, she was trying to find out what’s happening outside her house concerning the attack on Gaza. Yet, the F-16 warplanes, which bombed her house prevented her from sleeping and, even from surviving and escaping with her father and brothers.

Alaa’ was a student at first primary; she was clever. Her mother was always proud of her as well as her brothers and sisters. Indeed, she used to get high grades at class. Also, Alaa` joined a center for reciting the Holy Qur’an: She recited one section of it. Reda, her uncle, remembers how he saw her the last time when her grandmother was hugging her. And he remembers how Alaa’ was waiting for her grandmother to finish cooking the farasheeh ( a local meal) to eat it with her relatives: A meal, which they used to eat during war.

Her uncle says about her, “Alaa’ was the most beautiful girl in the Eiad’s family: She was blonde.” He adds, “Alaa’ suffered a lot when she was a kid; she had a difficulty in pronunciation. Nafez’s, her uncle, wife says, “She was very delicate, and I was very sad when she died… she used to come o me and ask about Sondos, saying, ‘where’s Nonos;’she couldn’t spell the right name. yet, her pronunciation greatly improved when she entered school, and her mother was very happy with this improvement.”

Her uncle Reda says, “ I used to make her upset by saying ‘ oh you dumb,’ and then she starts talking to prove for me that she can talk. She wasn’t talking too much.” Her uncle adds,” I loved her when she used to wear the hijab, going with her mother to the masjid…they were an ideal and honored family, and Allah has honored them with martyrdom; they deserve it.”

Shereen, her aunt , says,” Their mother was very keen on offering good sons and daughters for the society. Alaa’ was very kind and quiet. She always wanted me to come to their house so that she could play with my daughters. Alaa’ used to gather her cousins to go to school: She was the first one to finish putting on her clothes, and she was among the firsts who used to make lunch. Her cousin says,’ We used to play, eat, and play hegla on the roof with each other. We loved them very much.’”