| " Bashaar
Naji's and his son's group " , Bashaar's villa "
," Eng. Bashaar Naji " are banners for big dreams
that Bashaar hoped to achieve when he would graduate from al
- Fakhura school. But on the ground of the same school he
died when he and a number of refugees were hurled by a
barrage of Israeli shells.
The 6th of January was not a school day for Bashaar as
the war was still ongoing on Gaza, but he went there as his
father asked him to give water to the refugees. So Bashaar
obeyed his father with no hesitated.
When he reached the school Bashaar could not escape from
the shelling that tore his lungs and guts.
His mother says: "when I hurried up to the shelling
place, the smoke was dense, and causalities were many, so I
couldn't see anything. The only thing I've seen was
Bashaar's face opening his eyes and smiling at me. It was a
really hard situation to know that Bashaar had gone…"
Bashaar was carried by his neighbor Abu Tamer, but that
was after his soul was already gone to meet her creator on
the ground of the street adjacent to his school. He was not
the only one killed but also his friends Emad Abu Askar,
Ismail Hewayla and Belal Ebied were.
Other Information:
Bashaar was a student in the second grade junior high
school, he used to get excellent grades, although his
continuity of working with his father in a shop owned by his
family for repairing car tires..
His mother who suffered from the pain of his farewell
described him saying: "He was the dearest son of my
children to me. He used to help me with every thing…
"
Bashaar's bereaved mother added that: "when he was
six, he was dreaming of building a villa, but he pronounced
it wrongly saying "I'll build vanilla". He is now
in a better place than the villa he dreamed of. He is now in
a palace in Paradise, inshaa Allah"
Samar Bashaar's sister says:" Bashaar was funny. He
got a great sense of humor, he was also very reasonable,
when it was time for seriousness you found him serious, but
when it was time to have fun he was funny. He liked to ask
about everything. He always asked me about universities. He
wanted to know the best and most demanded study fields in
order to be well prepared for a career. He left a memory in
every corner at home. "
His Dreams: His mother says:" Bashaar was very
distinguished; he scored no less than 93%, in al his study
subjects. He was dreaming to be successful in his work, he
left, and his dreams gone with him. I am dreaming of him all
the time. |
