There was one time when three kids (from the settlement) decided that their goat was stolen. They were walking there on King David Street.

Shuhada Street?Shuhada, exactly. They claimed that some Arab had jumped over the fence, through all the army posts, stole their goat, jumped into the Casbah with the goat in hand and fled. To do this you need to be part of the [Olympic] delegation to Beijing or something. And then the entire settlement came, broke open the Casbah gates. From eight days old kids to 70-year-olds. They went in, with her baby and all her kids, and it’s, “blessed be god”, a lot of kids, and the elderly – they all went into the Casbah from the Avraham Avinu neighborhood.

From the wholesale market?Yes. they broke it open, entered the Casbah from there. Never mind that our patrol entered the Casbah after a briefing, with full equipment and ceramic (vests) and all that. They (the settlers) went in just like that, as they were. We had to go in to get them out. It required all the forces in Hebron at that moment. My entire company of course, all the company commanders, battalion commander, deputy battalion commander, the operations officer, the police. Everyone arrived to take them out. To convince them to get out, to forcefully get them out. There was some kid there, the son of ****** (a well-known settler in Hebron) who our operations officer grabbed and forced into the jeep to get him out of there; he was one of the biggest rabble-rousers, despite being a kid only 8 or 10 years old. And then his mother came, and *** *** came to our company and wanted to sue the officer and blah blah blah. In short, I don’t know what happened in the end, but that’s more or less the situation. And all the kids there, after we got the whole settlement out of there, they started spitting on the soldiers.