Former Arab Terrorist
Apologizes For Trying to Murder Jews

My name is Walid. I was born in Bethlehem, Israel. On the day that I was born it was one of the holiest days to Islam, that day was the birthday of the Muslim prophet Mohammad (Al-Mauled Al-Nabawi). This was an honor to my father, for that he named me (Walid) which relates to the Arabic word (Mauled) in English (The Birth), to always remember the birthday of the Muslim prophet.

My father was a Palestinian Muslim who taught English and Islamic studies in the Holy Land, and my mother was an American who married my father during his studies in the United States in the year of 1956.

Fearing the American way of life with two children and while my mother was pregnant with me, my parents left to live in Israel in 1960 which was called Jordan at that time, and when they arrived to Bethlehem I was born. As my father changed jobs we moved to Saudi Arabia then back to the Holy Land this time to the lowest place on Earth, Jericho.

I did not forget the first song I learned in school just before the six day war titled "Arabs our beloved and Jews our dogs." I used to wonder at that time who the Jews were, but repeated with the rest of the kids the words without any knowledge of the meaning.

As I grew up in the Holy Land I lived through several battles between the Arabs and the Jews, the first battle (while we lived in Jericho) was the Six Day War when the Jews captured old Jerusalem and the rest of Palestine. This was a great disappointment to Arabs and Muslims worldwide.

The American Council in Jerusalem came just before the war to evacuate all the Americans in the area, since my mother was an American, but my father refused and turned them down because he loved his country. I still remember many things during the war; the noise of the bombing and shelling that went on day and night for six days, the looting of stores and houses by the Arabs in Jericho and people running to cross the Jordan river from fear of the Israelis.

The war was called the six day war because it was won in six days and on the seventh day a Rabbi by the name of Goren blew the ram's horn on the wailing wall in Jerusalem declaring the victory. Many Jews claim that this was a parallel to Joshua when he went around the walls of Jericho six times, then on the seventh day seven times, and on that day the priests blew the trumpets and everyone shouted with one voice and took the city. To my father in Jericho it seemed that the walls have crumbled on him, during the war he was always listening to the Jordanian radio station, he used to say that the Arabs are wining the war, but he was listening to the wrong station, the Israeli station who was announcing the truth of their soon coming victory, instead my father chose to believe the Arabs who claimed that the Israelis are promoting propaganda.

Later on we moved back to Bethlehem and my father enrolled us in an Anglican-Lutheran school as they had a better English course, my brother, sister and myself where the only Muslims in the school, and being half Americans teachers would beat us and students would laugh at us, when the Bible class started I would leave the class and remained outside waiting, one day I walked in the Bible class and the class 'bully' stood up to fight, he shouted "we don't want this half American and Muslim to be here", I refused to get out and the Lady who was teaching the class asked me to sit down, since then I changed the schools policy and for the first time the school allowed a Muslim to study the Bible, and for the next three years I studied it despite all the mocking.

Later my father transferred me to the Government school where I grew in the faith of Islam, in which I was fed the idea that one day a fulfillment of an ancient prophecy by the Muslim prophet Mohammed will come to pass, this prophecy foretold a battle in which the Holy Land would be recaptured and the elimination of the Jews would take place in a massive slaughter.

This prophecy in fact is documented in Mohammed's Book of Traditions which states the following:

"The day of judgment shall not come to pass until a tribe of Muslims defeat a tribe of Jews".

When Mohammed was asked of the place this will take place he said: "In Jerusalem and the surrounding nations".

During my youth like my father I was always tuned to Islam and what our Muslim teachers taught. Believing in Muhammad's prophecy I offered my life to 'Jihad' or 'Holy War' as the only means to obtain either victory or martyrdom. In Islam martyrdom is the only way you can ensure salvation and entry to heaven especially since Allah and his prophet Mohammed promised it, as the Quran states it:

"Do not think of whom are killed for the cause of Allah (in a Holy War), to be dead but living with their Lord receiving his blessing".

During school riots against what we called the Israeli occupation I would prepare speeches, slogans, and write anti-Israel graffiti in an effort to provoke students to throw rocks at the armed Israeli soldiers. We shouted "No peace or negotiations with the enemy", "Our blood and our souls we sacrifice to Arafat", "Our blood and our souls we sacrifice to Palestine", "Death to the Zionists" etc....

I vowed to fight my Jewish enemy believing that I was doing God's will on earth, and was true to my word as I participated in many riots against the Israeli army, always trying to inflict harm to them and by all means and methods I could come up with. I would start and participate in any riot I can make, in schools, streets, and even on the holiest place (the Temple mount site) in Jerusalem called by Arabs (Al-Masjid Al-Aqsa), and all through high school I would always be one of the first to provoke a riot.

Many others got involved in terror tactics against the Jews using bombs and armed assaults on Jews as to force them to leave Israel, but they never could pluck them out.

Nothing could change my heart, I could only die or a miracle needed to happen. The simplest way to describe myself is that I was one of those whom one would view on CNN throwing rocks and molotov cocktails in the days of the Intifada or 'The Uprising', I was one of these who Jews would call a terrorist, the interesting thing is that I was not only terrorizing but I was terrorized by my beliefs, since I had to gain enough merit and good deeds to go to heaven but never was sure if my good deeds would outweigh my bad deeds in the scale when I get judged by God, of course to die fighting the Jews will ease Allah's anger towards my sin and I will be secured in a good spot in heaven with beautiful wide eyed women to fulfill my most intimate desires, either way I will win, and terror was the only way.

I remember one time in Bethlehem all viewers clapped their hands with joy in a jam packed theater watching the movie "21 Days in Munich". The moment we saw the Palestinians throwing grenades in the helicopter, killing the Israeli athletes, hundreds of viewers yelled "Allahu akbar" (Allah is the greatest). This is the slogan of joy used by Muslims for victorious events.

I remember students used to ask the teacher during our Islamic studies in Bethlehem High school, if it was permitted for Muslims to rape the Jewish women after we defeat them, his response was "The women captured in battle have no choice in this matter, they are concubines and they need to obey their masters, having sex with slave captives is not a "matter of choice for slaves.", this in fact was written in the Koran, for it says:

"Forbidden to you also are married women, except those who are in your hand as slaves, this is the law of Allah for you." -- Sura: The Women (al-Nisa, verse 20)

         And in a different verse the Koran says:

"O prophet; we allowed thee thy wives to whom thou hast paid their dowries, and the slaves whom thy right hand possesseth out of the booty which Allah hath granted thee, and the daughters of thy uncle, and of thy maternal aunt, who fled with thee to Medina, and any believing woman who hath given herself up to the prophet, if the prophet desired to wed her, a privilege to thee above the rest of the faithful". -- Sura: Confederates (al-Ahzab verse 50)

We had no problem with Mohammed taking advantage of this privilege as he married 14 wives for himself and several slave girls from the booty he collected as a result of his victorious battles, we really never knew how many wives he had and that question was always a debatable issue to us, one of these wives was taken from his own adopted son 'Zaid', as Allah declared that she was given to the prophet, others were Jewish captives forced into slavery after Mohammed beheaded their husbands and families.