"Fouad and Miss Gyps"
The last shot was at 7:55 AM. The night before was intense with both parties wanting to say their last word and there was a full conversation falling on our heads. But this morning was different.
I went to the school and looked for Zainab but she and her family had left early this morning back to Tyre. They have lost their house in Maroun Ras but they're going farthest south they can drive and will wait for the Israelis to leave their town so they can go back and rebuild their home. Among all school residents, only Zainab's family lost their house in the South. All the others have places to go back to.
People were getting ready to leave. The mood was like the end of a summer camp, children and adults were exchanging phone numbers. But some of them don't have telephone lines so they were giving the number of their next door neighbor or the neighborhood's grocer. Some families were settling month-old feuds before they leave. Teenage boys and girls seemed a bit anxious as they may not have the same opportunity to spend time together under the same roof.
The other good news is that Miss Gyps' is now gypless. She had been taking a shower early this morning and suddenly the gyps slid from her arm as if the gyps wanted to leave her alone.
Fouad looked angelic today. He told me that he went back home to their house in the Suburbs and swiped the broken glass from his room. His parents thought they'd wait another night until the remains of the cluster bombs are removed from their neighborhood. He told me that five kids died this morning in the South after playing with remains of cluster bombs that looked like toys. Fouad was wearing new bright orange outfit and was very shy. He made the whole school look different.