somewhat long report..United in grief and angerBy May Ying Welsh in Baghdad
Friday 09 April 2004, 1:00 Makka Time, 22:00 GMTOn a sweltering farm in rural Baghdad Jabir Hasan prays on a mat in front of the family home. As planes roar overhead, he asks God for retribution.
Last year, a missile fell among his fields of wheat and summer vegetables. It did not harm anyone, not even one of the lazy cows sitting under the date palms. But a mile down the road another missile was falling.
It came down on top of a small farmhouse where Hasan's son Adil, and two nephews, Muhammad and Yahia, were staying. The nephews were burned to a crisp but Adil made it to the hospital where he survived 24 hours and then died.
As the family cried over the caskets, another missile fell on the funeral.
"Body parts were flying everywhere," says Jabir's wife Umm Adil. "You couldn't know the difference between a child and the flesh that was flying and the smoke. The caskets flew in the air and fell on the ground."
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"We will kick them out," fumes Hasan. "With all my efforts, with everything I am capable of doing in this world, I am ready to sacrifice the rest of my family to defeat America. And God willing we will defeat her."
"I will never forgive them," says Umm Adil choking and pointing to her chest, "My son. And I forgive them? My country. And I forgive them? Our people all of them smashed. And I forgive them?
"Right now, we don't have any freedom. Our people are demolished. What freedom remains for us? Our country is gone."
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