Then one day the siren buzzed. I stood up in my crib and started yelling, and yelling to no avail. Soon afterwards my dad woke up with fear shot through his eyes. We stumbled over the furniture to the building's bomb shelter, the lowest room in the building. Riyadh was hit, a school 15 mins away was bombed. Fortunately for everyone it was past midnight.

Suad Amiry in her book recalls the time when the Palestinians of Ramallah were promised gas masks for protection from the missiles coming from Iraq. Saddam at that time threatened and bombed Israel with scud missiles. She describes the attitudes and emotions of the people as everyone gathers after a curfew. The "Urrus" people had drinking bitter coffee in the lines waiting to get on the buses so they could get the masks. The "fetish" soldiers had for making them stand in straight lines. And finally the time they were told off with no masks by the Israeli soldiers.
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Link to NY times article on Ramallah gas mask distribution: http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9D0CE3DA1030F932A15752C0A967958260
Link to NY times article on Riyadh bombing:
http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9D0CEFD71F3AF932A15752C0A967958260&scp=1&sq=iraqi+attack+bomb+on+riyadh&st=nyt
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