The settlers stood some distance away, but continued to yell.Â Although
clearly petrified, the children told us they still wanted to walk to
the campâ€“not by the shorter, direct route they take with the army, but
a longer, slightly safer one.
As we made our way to at-Tuwani, two older boys â€˜scoutedâ€™ ahead with
me, telling me where we needed to be more cautious.Â Jessica walked
behind the children, still tightly knit in their family groups.Â When
the path forced us to pass within sight of the outpost, the children
almost crawled along the ground, anxious not to be seen by the violent
settlers living there.