- Posted August 24, 2014 by
Eshkol Region, Israel
This iReport is part of an assignment:
Yes, Hamas DOES Target Israeli Civilians
My name is Adele. I am an English teacher, and a teacher-trainer in the Rural Education Department in Israel.
Meet Daniel. He was 4 years old. He would have been a student in one of the schools where I counsel teachers in September 2022. We will never get to know him in the regional school he should have gone to when he reached grade seven.
He was killed in his house, in his living room. He lived with his family in Kibbutz Nachal Oz, just a few hundred meters from the border with the Gaza Strip. An innocent four year old who didn't run quickly enough into the reinforced concrete safe-room that most houses here now have (despite the fact that he was, even at his tender age, already a very good runner, having had all too much practice running under fire). His family had left the kibbutz during the beginning of the war, because it was just too perilous.
They returned during the ceasefire, with hopes (as we all had) that it had run its course, and the worst was behind us. When the ceasefire was broken, his parents realized that it was still too dangerous – they were packing - preparing to leave, when, as Daniel was playing in his living room, the Code Red alarm, warning of an incoming rocket, blared. He started to run, but the mortar fell too fast. The shrapnel tore through the house, and found its mark in Daniel’s little body.
Daniel was buried today.
Throughout the ceremony, terrorists in Gaza continued to shoot rockets at the dozens of small Israeli towns that are found all along our border with the Gaza Strip.
The rockets, the bombs, the mortars and bullets do not differentiate between "sympathizers" or "war-mongers" They do not circumvent "friends" and hit only "foes". In my community, Kibbutz Nirim, just a little farther from the border than Daniel’s kibbutz, we run often and we have to run fast. In my community, when the Chief of Staff told families that it was safe to come home with their children, we believed him. We wanted to believe him.
The morning Daniel was murdered, as I was walking my dogs, I saw a 5 year old waiting outside the "baby-house" (day-care center for babies) for his mother, and I shuddered. If there were a red-alert now, would he make it inside in time?