I was commander of gate 4-5 on a Saturday. That simply means commanding that post on Saturday, that’s what I note to myself: Your mission is to protect Palestinian homes from terrible little Jewish kids. Period. That’s your mission on Saturday. That’s the day they come by in a group of ten, straight away you’re like their responsible adult. The kids are horrible, really, horrors. The parents know, okay, we can’t do a thing about it, but somehow they fill them with such hatred. They come to that junction with the four buildings, between 4-5 post and our Tnuva post, the Tnuva Triangle, and actually shut down the Palestinians’ switches, and open a water tap, and curse some little kid who just happens to be passing by. All I did there for six hours was to accompany little children from point A to point B, point A to point B. You have no choice. Other examples from that area? I accompanied the bringing of a Torah Scroll into the Cave of the Patriarchs.

When was that? That was before ***. It’s like something is put into them. At the Abed barrier, I see a Palestinian woman coming out and I’m just the, you know. Straight away I tell her: “Stana shway (wait a minute)”, I go around, like, I’ll take responsibility for the risk that she goes through this crowd and nothing happens to her. I stop her on the spot, go around, and in the meantime two little kids come up to her, tee hee, with their torches, they get close to her, as if as a joke: “Look, Palestinian, fire, fire.” I’m just watching. Go away, you horrible little kids, before I step on you. I mean, really. It’s like they get to such a point, I don’t where they get so much hatred. I come down from one of my posts, at Gross, and this 4-year-old just asks me, “Have you killed an Arab yet?” A 4- or 3-year-old kid, playing in the sand, asks me that. I say: “What, why, kid, what happened?” “Arabs beat me up”. So I go: “What? Kid, what happened, who beat you up?” And then I understand he wasn’t really beaten up, but someone got it into his head somehow that an Arab hit him sometime, in some period that never actually happened. So much hatred, where does it come from? It’s really, it’s one of the things that are the most… They’re fed so much hatred. The funniest was – the daughter of, what’s her name? Never mind. This 8-year-old girl stands at Gross Square, stands there with a CPT group. The CPT are really, they’re the closest, I think the settlers hate them more than… Christians for Peace, something like that. We hate them too, because they really don’t tell right from wrong, they just bug you all day. But never mind, that’s something else. They go by and the girl goes: “What, they’re allowed to walk here? Why, who? Those Arabs? The ones who made us leave?” I go: “Who?” And she says “The leftists”. I go and look: What? Okay, I’m going ignore these random remarks.