His classroom sometimes shook with the sound of bombs and shelling, and his mother told me, "Every day, I would say to him every morning, 'Honey, please don't go to school.'" And when he insisted, she said, "I would hug him as if it were for the last time."
وأحيانا تهتز حجرة صفه من أصوات القنابل والقصف الصاروخي، وأخبرتني والدته، "كلّ يوم أقول له في الصباح، أرجوك يا عزيزي ألا تذهب إلى المدرسة." ولكنه عندما يصر على الذهاب، قالت لي: "أحضنه كما لو أنني لن أراه مجددا."