In Gaza's ruins, a fragile truce and a fragile future

Surrounded by the air strikes, artillery shelling and the destruction of Israel's three-week war in Gaza, Jawad Harb found the hardest thing to take were the questions from his children. On the seventh day, his son Ziad, six, turned to him and asked: "When are we going to die?" "That really broke my heart," he said. He tried to comfort them. "It's just temporary," he told them. "It will come to an

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Jan. 18/’he told them. "It will come to an end soon. The whole world will not keep silent while this is going on in Gaza." His daughter, Bamias, 15, turned to him and silenced him with one sentence. "It's temporary forever," she said.’/’... four soldiers mistakenly hit by their own troops.’