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Iraqis Delirious With
Grief After Missile Attack BAGHDAD, 30 March 2003 — Almost every house in Baghdad’s poor Al-Shuwaila
neighborhood had a horror story to tell yesterday after death rained from
the night sky. The United States said it was checking to see whether one
of its missiles or bombs had caused the shattering explosion that killed
at least 62 people on Friday evening in the heart of Baghdad. For Baghdadis, it has been a bloody week that left scores of them
killed or wounded. For military planners, it has been seven days that
brought them face-to-face with the most tragic fact of war: civilian
casualties. Authorities in Baghdad and eyewitnesses have laid the
responsibility for these casualties squarely at the door of US and British
forces. At the house of Sumaya Abed, the scene was one of devastation. She was
delirious with grief. “Ali, Hussein and Muhammad are gone. My three boys
are dead,” a sobbing Sumaya repeated over and over again. Shacks at the crowded neighborhood’s tiny market were torn into
pieces of shattered wood and twisted metal. The smell from broken sewers
mixed with the odor of rotting fruit and charred human remains. People
described horror scenes of dismembered bodies littering the streets. In another bereaved household nearby, Arouba Khodeir, 39, was wailing
hysterically and hitting herself in the face and chest, as women around
her were trying to calm her down. Her son Karar, 11, died outside the
house with his friends. “My son had his head blown off,” screamed
Khodeir. “Why are they hitting the people? Why are they killing the
children? Why are they doing this to us?” she wailed, pointing at the
dried blood of her son still splashed on the walls. One harrowing story
was told at the house of Hasna Shallum where women had gathered to mourn
the death of her 20-year-old daughter Shaza. Shaza was holding her baby
and walking with two relatives when the explosion sent a shard of shrapnel
through her neck.
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