In sympathy for
Mrs. Aniz Ullah, 45, a mother and her 3 children, bombing refugees
on the night of October 7/8, 2001
in a village (called “Kandooz” sp?). The 45-year-old widow and grandmother described what happened the first night of bombing by US and British planes, “We had been living on help from our relatives – my late husband’s brother had been providing for us but he has his own family and it is very difficult for him. We have been waiting for aid supplies to start up again but when the bombing started it was obvious it was going to be some time before that happened. Our village was hit 4 or 5 times on the first night, we think they were aiming for the local offices of the radio station. In the next village there were many children injured by a bomb, apparently 20 of them were in the hospital…Everyone in our village spent the night hiding in caves and crevices on the mountainside waiting for morning to come because we were too scared to sit in our homes. The bombs were landing less than a half mile from our home. It was the most terrifying experience of our lives…After the second night of bombing, everyone who could afford to leave packed their belongings and set off [to Pakistan.]” Mrs. Ullah put her youngest children Lamia, 15, and Shafullah, 10, on a donkey and her eldest daughter walked with her. They left their village for the road to Jalalabad and on towards the border town of Torkham. They slept along the road. Denied permission in Torkham to cross the border into Pakistan, they trekked over the Hindu Kush Mountains following a trail of other fleeing refugees. Mrs. Ullah recalled, “it was very steep sand there was no track for us to follow so it was very dangerous with the children…we had only two bags between us with a change of clothes. We had to leave everything else behind.” The family reached a relative’s home in Pakistan after a 150 kms walk.
Village hit by “precision” bombs targeting a radio tower