By: Fouad Merei
"Sami" kicked the ball to settle inside the net leaving "Asa'ad"
unable to prevent the score. All children yelled together:
The children were playing without a referee. Each one deemed
himself a player and a referee at the same time. They were
accustomed to playing on that piece of land during summer
vacation. The audience was the passers-by and people who
watched from their balconies while drinking tea or coffee.
This was a traditional scene to which the people were
accustomed in the villages of south Lebanon. Most of them
arrived from the cities in order to spend their summer
However, the picture was about to change into an unusual
event that took place on that day. One car of the passing-by
patrol of the occupation army hit Samir as he tried to cross
the road in order to bring the ball from the other side.
Samir fell on the ground motionless. Within seconds, a huge
crowd of people gathered at the place. On the other hand,
the occupation patrol vehicle continued its route while its
elements became alerted. One Israeli soldier looked out of
the window of the jeep and started shouting at the people to
stay away from the patrol's way. The occupation soldiers at
that stage did not fear the citizens of the cities and
villages, which they newly occupied all the way to the
capital city of Beirut.
One civilian car arrived to the scene and transferred the
boy with his uncle and other relatives to the hospital. The
boy's father was not at home at the time of the event. When
he was informed he went directly to the hospital.
A few hours later, the doctors announced that the boy was in
coma due to brain hemorrhage, and that his condition
required keeping him at the intensive care unit for an
unknown period. The boy's parents were shocked for the news.
He was their only son and they didn't have any other
children. The family came from Canada to visit their mother
homeland during summer vacation.
After three weeks of anxiety and distress, the boy was
announced dead. His mother collapsed as soon as she heard
the news. On the other hand, his father was in a state of
shock. The boy's body was brought to his grandfather's home
and was carried away in a procession to his final resting
place at the town's graveyard.
The family received consolation and made the necessary
arrangements to stay for "another week". Samir's father
began receiving consoling telegrams from his friends in
Canada and from the company's manager where he worked as an
engineer. He became sleepier and would rise from his bed
after everyone has slept. He would sit at the balcony, smoke
cigarettes and sip coffee.
On the night before the weekly commemoration – at exactly
04:00 am (dawn) – he left his house with a gun in one hand
and a medium sized bag in the other. He took the car, which
he rented as soon as he arrived from Canada, and drove
outside the town. After half an hour, he found himself right
at the borders with Palestine. He parked his car inside a
nearby orchard, climbed up the hill, hid between its rocks
and thorns, and lied in wait for two hours until a bus
appeared. The bus transported Israeli soldiers who were
returning from service inside Lebanese territories.
Sami's father was very confident and certain because he
remembered the time when he won several medals for
sharpshooting. Moreover, his hobby as a young kid was
hunting. And so, he aimed at the driver. As soon as the bus
approached nearer and became in range, he fired his gun
twice. As a result, he saw the bus divert from its usual
route at a high speed, crash into rocks causing a deafening
sound, and upturn several times to settle on its back.
The man rode his car calmly, switched the engine, played a
cassette of the verses of the Quran, and drove returning to
At his town, he sat with his wife and relatives to accept
peoples' console for the death of his son. He was sure of
himself more than ever and decided to contemplate on more
plans for the future.