I was milking the sheep with the children when...

“This morning, while I was milking the sheep with the children, a bulldozer [with] a military escort got here. …. The workers they brought along started taking our belongings out of the tent. My children and I stopped milking and tried to dismantle the sheep pens, hoping they wouldn't be destroyed, but they wouldn't let us dismantle the pens…. As you can see, they destroyed everything. The saddest thing is that they destroyed the doghouse we left behind in the old location for because our dog recently had puppies. They even destroyed her doghouse. Look, all our belongings are outside. The sheep have no pen. The mattresses are on the ground, the clothing in the dirt and the food is all outside in a pile. They even slashed the tents with knives before they destroyed them… So far, no one has come to help us. We don't know what to do now. We're afraid the military is going to confiscate our cars too, because they've already asked where the keys were. We're afraid that if we drive out to get a tent or wire to build pens for the sheep, our cars will be taken. Our 300 sheep and lamb are out in the open. We're afraid the little lambs will be exposed to the rain and die.”

--Nihad Bani Maniyah, 40, a married mother of eight, resident of Khirbet 'Ein Karzaliyah in the northern Jordan Valley. 
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