Lebanese Officers at LB Borders: Those whom are with Kids Get Out!!

So it is getting worse with the Lebanese officers at the Masnaa border Damascus/Beirut. I left Beirut past Sunday and as usual; same scene of crowd at the Lebanese border, but that is never the problem.

I said last time that it was the first time I was asked to wait for a certain time to check my paper, I usually wait at the Syrian border.

Past Sunday I waited for half an hour and the officer “awakened” at his fault that this is not a Syrian line!

I asked him:

- You saw me waiting, you saw my Syrian ID, why haven’t you said a word before?!

- Well I am blind! He said that nervously and as a hardworking victim.

- Right. I said.

I am not sure what my plan was but I went back to the bus- I took a bus this time because it was leaving and I didn’t want to wait for a taxi to be full for I was leaving to Turkey the same day.

So one of the guys working in the bus took my ID and gave it to a Lebanese friend of his who knows an officer. My ID has been checked because I am a female.

To my surprise, maybe I shouldn’t be, I was the only passenger who got her papers done in the bus. The rest of the passengers were not allowed to wait inside the building, but due to the locked building, they are left outside.

I heard one Lebanese who was wearing civilian clothes say in front of me as he passed:

- I wish they would give the order to hit them.

So when I saw one Lebanese officer was hitting in the air with a leather belt, some said he did hit Syrian workers with it, the whole thing was authorized by the Lebanese officials.

Torture is legal in Lebanon.

I did not leave the building though my papers were stamped, I stayed and looked.

Since it was so crowded inside, the hardworking Lebanese officers started to feel hot and annoyed at the yells of children:

- All those who are with children get out!

Get out where exactly? To the waiting hall?? Or under the Summer sun For hours?

After that, I saw three Lebanese officers dragging by force the Syrian workers from the lines and throwing them outside.

One of workers screamed:

- I have been waiting on this line since 1 o’clock.

It was five o’clock the time when he was dragged outside.

I left the bus behind me; I saw a taxi and asked him to take me to Damascus with him. I would have never left the border till midnight.

Lebanese Police Ask the Syrian Workers to be their Agents

Few days ago I was hanging out with my friend S who works as a waiter at one restaurant in Beirut. As I was telling him about how the Lebanese army is and abusing the Palestinians due to Nahr el Bared crisis, he too had similar stories to tell.

One day and as my friend was going home after a long day a work- his work hours ends at 5 AM- two Lebanese army soldiers stopped him and asked for his ID.

He handed them his Syrian ID and entry papers, when they found out he is Syrian they told him to open his legs. My friend was surprised and his facial expression showed. They said:

-" what? You don't like what's happening to you?"

They searched him from top to bottom and when they found out nothing they told him that he shouldn't pass by Qraytem.

My friend said that he this is where he lives and where he works, how can he not pass by Hamra??

They told him that he should go the other way turning around Hamra to go home. Which was stupid cause they were standing by his home, inside Hamra.

My friend has lived in Hamra for over 6 years and he became friends with most of the Syrians working there and live there. They usually live together. My friend lives with three other Syrian workers in Hamra.

He told me that the Lebanese Police has entered Syrian workers' rooms and asked them to work with them if they felt suspicious about any new Syrian worker. The Lebanese Police asked the Syrian workers to update them whenever there is new worker living in Hamra and Qreytem.

These are the info they asked for:

- Where they live; floor, room number.

- The time they go and come from work.

- Their type of job.

- Personal info, full name, phone number..etc.

I have made an interview with a Syrian worker who was detained 24 hours by the Lebanese Police and I shall post it soon.

We urge the Lebanese officials not to treat the Syrians and the Palestinians as suspects just for simply being as such. There are legal procedures to be taken whenever something smells fishy.

We urge the Lebanese people to speak up and act upon the violation of human rights their army and police doing to powerless people.

Those who did you injustice for the past 30 years weren't poor people, weren't Syrian workers; fight your battle justly.

Pain, Indeed

This has been taken from Serene's blog.
I can't stop looking at it.

The pain of beauty

Lebanon. The Golan. Shebaa.

All seen from one spot - in Al-Khiam, South Lebanon.

(Pic taken from Al-Khiam Prison)

Syrians are Asked for their Addresses at LB Borders

I am getting really frustrated at the Lebanese officers at the Lebanese borders, they have no shame when continually abusing and humiliating the Syrian workers.

Yesterday on my way to Beirut, i was for the first time in the three years refused to stamp my papers! they said i should wait for two hours till the officer finishes his lunch. a man from behind raised his voice:

- we have been waiting for three hours till his majesty finishes his lunch!!

the Lebanese officer laughed, looking at his fellow officer making jokes on us; Syrians.

I couldn't take the scene, i got emotionally and shed couple tears, i wanted to cry, the Syrian workers were worried about us, Syrian women, when they are the ones who were waiting for hours.

i got into the desks and looked at the officers, they were pressing on the keyboard slowly deliberately asking stupid question to the Syrian workers:
- do you know how to use the computer? then shut up!

i asked the officers where should women stand, an officer answered:
- women are put on the roof.

i was like, huh? is he trying to be funny or offensive? i didn't get neither..

the taxi driver told me to lie at the officers telling them that i need to check on my parents at a hospital, i did that and an officer made me wait for half an hour before he did that.

He took my papers along with the passengers' papers with me in the car and asked each of us where exactly we live in Lebanon; city, neighbourhood and which building and floor. they added the data on the computer.

I cannot take it anymore, i need to do something and i am not sure what it is, and i know there would be no Syrian student in Lebanon who would help me out. the action should be done by Syrian students and Lebanese, strictly.

any suggestions?

i am thinking of organizing a strike in front of the border, writing a letter for the Lebanese Interior ministry telling them that we support the procedures to maintain security in Lebanon but without abusing and torturing the Syrian workers. i am not going to use "abuse" and "torture," I'll try to be diplomatic.

i will mention what i saw exactly in a report and send it to the UN, human rights committee, i know someone there who could guide or help me.

comments are appreciated.

Pictures of Syrian Workers at Lebanese Borders

Please read here to know about this issue.

I was caught by a Lebanese intelligence agent while I was taking the pictures via my cell phone, he made me delete the one I showed him, I hid the rest.

Talk about demoratic Lebanon.

سنة على هزيمة اسرائيل, والخير لقدّام

تحية الى أهالي الجنوب
تحية الى اهالي الجنوب المقاوم
من هي المقاومة غير أم و أب من ضيع الجنوب؟
تحية الى الشهداء
الى الاسرى
الى ثقافة المقاومة

دبابة اسرائيلية غنمتها المقاومة

Baddawi Smiles

Introduction

I blog to voice my thoughts.

You have the right to like or dislike my posts, but your right stops at the limit when you tell me what or what not to write.

I live in a masculine, dictator closed minded societies, hence this page is totally mine.

- دوموزيل دوموزيل
- نعم؟
- ضهرك مبين
- ما تطلع

I am not dressing to please you, nor writing to please your expectations.

Censorship is another shape of dictatorship.

دعاية سورية ببلاش

حناناتك

I met him last year, online too. He sent me a message telling me that he admires my webpage and all, we exchanged numbers but never called each other.

When Israel launched its aggressive war on Lebanon last July, I was in Syria, and he was in the South in Tyre.

While I was so eager to go and volunteer in Lebanon, and I couldn't live my life normally; I couldn't swim or enjoy Damascene nights, I received a sms from him.

Al- Jazeera was the channel that reflected facts, and his messages were reflecting the Southerns' lives.

I was addicted to his messages, waiting for one everyday, and I feel worried when a day passes and he doesn't send me one. I tried to call him but never could.

The war ended and three months passed, I received an email from him; he forwarded an email of a job vacancy in a new born Italian NGO for the Palestinians in the South.

I wasn't qualified for the job but we met each other to talk about it.

I met him with his Italian girlfriend, whom is the administrator of the NGO. I liked him and I found him very attractive.

He started to call me asking me out couple times after that. He mentioned that his relationship with his girlfriend isn't going well. Though I was happy to hear the news but I wasn't sure if he really likes me.

The Summer came and he invited me to a party at his house in Tyre which I couldn't go to due to my work with the campaign.

Group of friends whom I share with political position to Nahr el Bared crisis asked me to join them to go to Tyre with them and I said yes. There I saw him.

We spent the whole day at the beach, group of 20 people, laughing, singing and drinking Arak.

He invited all of us to go to and rest at his house, I was shy to get into his car on our way to his house, so I went with my friend's car.

His house is so beautiful, very tidy and clean, unlike mine.

He showed us the way to the roof where you can see whole Tyre beneath next to the sea. There were huge speakers, rock music, each of us took a spot and sat. I took the floor and sat next to a cat.

I got up to get a drink and I stood next to a bar he made it himself on the roof, he followed me and told me that he is happy that I made it to Tyre. I was shy and mumbled something like "me too," and I went downstairs.

On the way downstairs I heard his voice behind me:

- would you like to see my room?

- Yeah! I said.

I got in and it was very cozy and full of colors. We talked a bit about his movies and music collection, and I am not sure what happened but I remember that he pulled me with his arm and stamped a kiss on my lips.

I was shocked but pleased. All I did was smiling, he said that he isn't shy usually but he is now.

Me too, I said.

This has not been the last visit to Tyre. I spent the most charming week; four nights at Baddawi and three nights at Tyre.

We knew a lot about each other in those three days, me and my Southern friend, we shared lots of laughters, some tears, and many many selflish moments.

He was born and lived all his life in the United States, and learned Arabic even since he decided to come back to his home country 6 years ago. So some words are not pronounced correctly.

The night before I left Tyre, we went to bed early, I got in and he covered us with the blanket, held me so tight that I can hear his breath.

I got my arm from the blanket and put my hand beneath his shirt, I touched his neck then his head and stamped a kiss on his head. He turned towards me and looked at me in the dark for few seconds:

كتير بحب حناناتك

On "Pro- Palestinians"

In the last couple months I met thrice the number of people I met in the last three years in Lebanon. Working in a campaign, going to meetings, working with campaign members, made me meet lots of activists, and lots of pro-Palestinians.

Most of the people I work with are refugees, not activists, they are students, simple and they live within the camps.

I developed strong relationship with some of the refugees, and one of the Palestinian students at AUB; Bahaa'.

Bahaa to me is the living conscience of the campaign; he does not just collect money, send emails, but most importantly and that's what we miss in the campaign, is the contact between the members of the campaign and the refugees of Nahr el Bared.

I realize that some of the coordinators are doing a great job, some cannot get enough sleep, but I think working for a campaign cannot be without knowing the victims of Nahr el Bared themselves, the reason why we all united together is after all people!

I think the process of fundraising, meetings, connections with other institutions and NGOs has made us another institution who are gradually forgot about the people, and about connecting to people, to a living thing.

With all do respect to all the coordinators of Nahr el Bared Relief Campaign, I would like to share with you the story of a member, a person who nobody appreciate and ask for except Nahr el Bared refugees, whenever I go people ask me about Bahaa and how he is.

We never forget the friends who see us.

Bahaa is a 20 years old Palestinian who has the Jordanian passport but is attached to Palestine more than some of the refugees I met so far- there is a common saying that when a Palestinian gets a nationality then he becomes less attached to Palestine, well not really.

Anyway, Bahaa is the first AUB student who was there in the first days of the campaign, he always come to Shatila early, does his job without showing off or nagging about it. he is happy to be there and happy to be exhausted. He actually feel bad now he is in Jordan, family issue.

One day and as we are at our ordinary day in Shatila, packing, unpacking and distributing supplies, a lady walks in telling us she needs a treatment for her breast cancer. She has left Nahr el Bared camp the day before and she is in pain and needs medications. The campaign said that it cannot be responsible for every single patient whose illness might be a bit expensive- M W medication costs 14000$.

So what Bahaa did was that he promised to help her. He went to ask help from certain clinics and made a small fundraising in Jordan along with his money, he is taking care of this lady.

Bahaa came to Lebanon few weeks ago and the first thing he did was to go and check on the lady, whose face lighten when she hears his voice on the door way.

Bahha never has a vacation, he works when he doesn't work, he is making another fundraising in Jordan and now is preparing for a festival for Nahr el Bared in Jordan.

I love this man, and I know he is going to be the Palestinian all human being would learn from his ethics and high morals.

It is really not enough to work hard and all, I think we need to be down to earth and connect with people, the right ones at least.

I met many pro-Palestinians, there is one foreigner whom i met few times and he's nice and all, but not really sure if he has passion to Palestinians as much as he needs connections with other pro-Palestinians, but damn! Why not connect with Palestinians themselves?? Why look for a "pro"??

My ex boyfriend is a pro- Palestinian, he's American, and wants to make an NGO for the Palestinian children in Occupied Palestine, the thing that made me interested in him at first. Them gradually I am learning that his pro-Palestinianism is selfish: he is using a "popular" case to build his own career. Don't get me wrong, he is not evil and using Palestinians, not directly, but pro-Palestinians are not pro in the right way, some use good cause for subjective reasons, unconsciously.

I think me being a pro- Palestinian is because I am being at the same time anti- a group, so being anti means me being pro another.

Another reason for me being pro is because my best friends in Syria and in Lebanon are Palestinians, not Syrians nor Lebanese.

These are all subjective reasons, personal reasons, I keep on meeting amazing Palestinians, from Shatila, Burj el Barajneh, Baddawi, Nahr el Bared and from al Rashedyeh.

As we are making the film I have managed to meet closely refugees from Nahr el Bared, I sat on their mattress, drank from their coffee, listened to their words, fixing my eyes on their smile.

I like simple people, I always have, I rarely meet smiley Lebanese, I do meet smiley Syrians, most of them are conservatives and traditional, that's why I am always happy to compromise my style of life and my way of thinking, just to be with smiley faces, safe and sound.

When I meet foreigners who say that they are pro Palestinians I am not impressed, for to be a pro Palestinian one need to understand the hardship of being a Palestinian, or you're an "academic" "theorist" pro Palestinian who doesn't really know how does it feel to be a refugee or under occupation.
books can teach you the truth, but you can only live the truth right here among us.

8 Things You Ought to Know About Me

Dear Karin tagged me few days ago and I was busy with the film then with some other stuff, sorry dear Karin for taking me a while to response.

So here it goes..

1- I am not that interesting.

2- I don't have a strong character.

3- I am shy.

4- I hate new people at my table.

5- I like to meet people individually.

6- I respect traditions and religions a lot though I don't follow/believe in them.

7- I am trying to learn to be understandable.

8- I am very critical of people, and i rarely like some.

I know I should write a biographical response, but I have a meeting in few minutes and I won't be online for few days, so..

Alive Among Survivors

…

I told some of the campaign members that I am interested in making a film about the Palestinian victims of Nahr el Bared who lost their lives due to the Lebanese Army's bombardment, but none were interested since the campaign is understandably so busy with relief.

On the very first day of the relief campaign I was never interested in the relief, I was more into this topic of Palestinian victims along with the cases of Lebanese army harassment towards the Palestinians and the Syrian workers.

So I called my Palestinian friend Ashraf and told him about my idea. He arranged my stay at Baddawi camp and introduced me to his friend, Raoul, who will join me in my interviews with the Palestinians of Nahr el Bared.

I did not have a clear idea on what I want to do in the film, but I know what I want; I want people to see and meet the families of those who lost their families. I want the Lebanese to feel the camp, to know how unique and generous is a Palestinian soul. I want the world to see and feel the atmosphere of Baddawi camp; the camp which hosts most of Nahr el Bared refugees.

First I thought I am going to fix the video cam on the interviewed and ask him/her questions and that would be it. Then I thought that the film will be deadly boring if the viewer saw one is narrating a story after another, so I came up with an idea:

We are a group of four friends; me, Ashraf, Hatem and Raoul, and we will shoot ourselves as a group interviewing and getting to know the experience of Nahr el Bared refugees. So we treated ourselves as viewers, we know nothing and we present no one, we are as an audience as the viewers who will watch the film.

We want the refugees to speak for themselves, and the cam is their medium.

So we took shots of ourselves as we eat at Hatem’s home, shots as we are looking for a victim family’s house and we made few scenes when me and Raoul expressed our reactions to some Palestinians whose stories were very touching to both of us.

I was deeply welcomed among the Palestinians; two houses offered me to stay with them. before leaving the camp I asked my friends of Nahr el Bared to join my team at a café and they left paying my bill.

On lunch hours we used to go to Hatem’s place and eat Om Hatem’s amazing food, the family used to buy Coca Cola as a drink, on the second day they got Oghareet (Syrian) because I don’t drink American.

At night we used to go to Abu Taleb’s café, our team, Nahr le Bared Raje3oon group ( We Will Return), and a French band called Kamanjati- I will post on this group sometime soon.

Some of Nahr el Bared team were musicians, so there were many musicians at our table, we were like 30 persons and we were the center of attention at Abu Taleb’s, we sang all night for Palestine and for the South, for Arabism and for Resistance, I was shooting the whole thing, I shed a tear.

I met generous people at the time of war.
I met loving people at the time of death.
I met forgiveness.
I met a lot of smiles.

I met survivors.

Remembering Ghassan

Memorial for the Palestinian Victims Shot Dead by the LA

We went to prepare for the memorial of the three Palestinian civilians who were shot dead by the Lebanese army during a peaceful demonstration at Baddawi.
we did the memorial in a parking in Hamra street, so people would come and see and ask questions. some did come and did not like it and some actually called us names.
but the whole memorial was peaceful; 50-60 people came, it was covered by New TV, Assfir, Al Akhbar and of course, the police and military intelligence.
it was also covered by the Agence France Press.

One of the victim's niece, Nawal el Jundi, showed up on a Lebanese TV station NewTV and said that her uncle, Mohammad Ahmad el Jundi, finished his lunch, went to pray (it was on Friday) and during the peaceful demonstration, he was shot dead while asking the women and children to leave the demonstration when he saw things are getting out of control.
she said that the one of the victims was in Beirut for three weeks and came to Baddawi to see his parents but the minute he parked and got out of the car he was shot dead by the Lebanese army. he couldn't make it to his parents' place.
this event was organized by Lebanese committees and one of the organizers read the statement of the event.
may their soul rest in peace.

Lebanese to Syrians: Pay Back Time!

On the second of July I was on my way to Syria. I always take the Masna3 boarder Beirut/Damascus. Due to the Lebanese war on Fate7 el Islam and Nahr el Bared civilans camp, the Syrian government has closed three boarders with Lebanon but kept the Masna3 boarder.

Mondays are the most crowded days of the week on Syrian/Lebanese boarders, for the Syrian workers take off to work in Lebanon after spending their weekends back in Syria. but on second of July, that Monday was tragical.

It was SO crowded for two main reasons, first and as I mentioned above, it was the only Syrian boarder that is open out of four, but the most important reason which made me write this post is the Lebanese changed policy towards the Syrian citizens and especially towards the Syrian workers and they are getting way too far.

For the past three years I have been using the Masna3 boarder, I visit Damascus once a month. And it is usually the Syrians who mistreat the Syrians and the tourists giving them hard time and making them refill the papers. Some might think that being a female might make things easier, which is true, but it doesn't mean that you won't be subjected to Syrians mistreatment: more than once i was asked to get off the taxi car for my hair color in the ID picture is different from the current, so they have to look closer, I guess.
Another time the Syrian were about to take my camera, which I was this much to say: "on my dead body!".

On the other hand, it was the Lebanese who were nicer and polite to both the Syrians and the Syrian ladies. I always get my papers done faster at the Lebanese boarder.

On my surprise, that Monday was exactly the opposite and it was painful and shocking to me; there were a lot of people, and SO many Syrian workers waiting for their turn, the line exceeds the building; people were waiting at the stairs.

the Taxi driver stamped us the papers, and we went to the car and drove a bit to the Lebanese police who will check our papers.

There and while I was opening the window to give him my card, I saw a Lebanese police who was hitting in the air towards a group of 40-50 Syrian workers using a thick leather belt (not for clothing). The police was hitting and cursing the Syrian workers telling them to back off.

I was shocked, outraged at the scene, this is happening on a formal boarder of a country in front of people as the other Lebanese police was checking our papers. I was stunned and tried to take a picture with my camera but the taxi driver grabbed my camera and went ahead with his car.

On my way back to Beirut after four days, I asked the taxi driver whom I know closer than the one i came to Syria with:

- why the Lebanese boarders are so crowded and the Syrians are almost empty? the same people are getting through the same boarders, it took us two hours to get through the Lebanese's on Monday, and 15 minutes for the Syrians'!

- the Lebanese has changed, the are getting mean with the Syrians, the are making us rewrite the papers more than once, some are not to be allowed for "security reasons" and this is the first time this happens to us, i have been working for 7 years, and early this week, on Saturday, Sunday and Monday, they were hitting the Syrian workers with leather belts. He said.

I did not see the Lebanese actually hitting the Syrians, but they were frightening them with the thing and humiliate them with bad words.

But the practice in itself is inhuman, this is exactly how they view the Syrian worker, he is inhuman!

The more I witness such cases the more I am happy to leave Lebanon and get along with my video documentation project of the Syrian workers in Lebanon.
I call the Lebanese to ask their leaders to stop these inhumane practices towards unarmed civilians, Syrians and Palestinians, if they have an enemy, then you should have fought him instead, you are only hurting those whom are already hurt.

Remember Ghassan

Born April 9, 1936 in Akko, Palestine - died July 8, 1972 in Beirut, Lebanon

Writer and Palestinian activist Ghassan Kanafani was assassinated by Mossad.

Al-Akhbar dedicated a page for him. (AR)

Memorial service to be held tomorrow

July 6, 2007: Tomorrow (Friday July 7), on the one-week anniversary of the
death of Mohammed Ahmad el Jindi and Husam Mezyan, both of whom were shot at
the civilian protest on June 29th outside of the Badawi Refugee Camp by the
Lebanese Army, a memorial service will be held at 5.30 pm, on Hamra Street,
at the parking lot beside Antoine Bookstore. The memorial service will be
held between 5.30 and 7.30 pm. A statement will be read at 6.30 pm.

This memorial service is being organized by concerned Lebanese and
Palestinian citizens.

We are standing together to say that the death of civilians is a red line.
We are standing together to say that there exist other means, non-violent
means, to respond to a peaceful protest, and to manage crowds. We are
standing together to say that the manner by which the Lebanese Army
responded to this predominately Palestinian protest is the same manner by
which the Army could respond to a predominately Lebanese protest.

We recognize that the protest which began inside the Badawi Camp last Friday
was a natural expression of the extreme difficulties endured by the
Palestinian displaced refugees from Nahr el Bared - be it the displacement
itself (for many, for the 5th time), the loss of their livelihoods and
homes, the tough overcrowded conditions inside Beddawi Camp, the constant
feeling of a lack of security, and the lack of a horizon for possible
solutions to the Nahr el bared conflict.

We offer our condolences to the families of Mohammed Ahmad el Jindi and
Husam Mezyan, and we wish the injured a quick recovery.

For more information, contact:
Abderrahman Zahzah at: 03 779947
Rania Masri at: 03 135279

احصاء أوّلي لعدد الاصابات والقتلى يوم 29 حزيران

Taken from Dr. Rania el Masri

الاسم	العمر	نوع الاصابة	ملاحظات
محمد ابو نعاج	18	شظية	الجيش اللبناني
عبد المجيد ابراهيم فريجه	22	ضربة بيك اب
هناء حسن ابو ناصر	32	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
ناصر يوسف لوباني	33	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
محمد سليم ندوه	22	ضربة سكين	اهالي وادي النحلة
زياد عارف الحاج محمود	30	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
مهيب موعد	17	ضربة سيارة
احمد زياد عبد الكريم	18	ضرب	اهالي وادي النحلة
طارق كرم عوض	17	ضرب	اهالي وادي النحلة
ايهاب خالد الحاج محمود	16	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
الحاج محمود الاشقر	45	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
معتصم مزيان	20	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
مجدي سمير غنيم	17	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
صالح محمد ابو ناصر	12	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
احمد حميد عبد العال	25	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
اعتدال احمد ياسين	56	ضرب	اهالي وادي النحلة
علي خالد النجار	12	اطلاق نارو ضرب على الراس	الجيش اللبناني و ضرب الاهالي
نجيب درويش	32	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
ابراهيم درويش	55	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
محمد ابراهيم درويش	20	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
اركان احمد بدر	40	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
عمر مزيان	35	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
محمد قاسم ربيع	25	اطلاق نار	الجيش اللبناني
الشهداء
حسام مزيان	32
محمد احمد الجندي	50