Ben Ameli and Majid. Born on 19 May 1981 in the Druze village of Jatt in the Western Galilee. The eldest brother of Ahmed, Dina, Majid, and Shahaban. His father says: “Spring took its first steps, the flowers abandoned their land and opened their eyes to the sky, and the birds sang and sang a song of happiness and hope for life On such a day in mid-May, My eldest son. I was asked what I would call him? I immediately replied: Let him be called Hitam, which means the son of the eagle. He began his studies at the elementary school in the village, and at the beginning of his studies he was diagnosed, alone among dozens of students, as a gifted student, and in sixth grade began to study, in addition to regular studies, a day a week at the Center for Science and Knowledge for Gifted Children “He is very talented and motivated,” wrote the director of the center, “reveals curiosity and original thinking, especially in the exact sciences, such as mathematics, physics, etc.” He continued to high school at the ORT Ma’alot, With a matriculation certificate with high grades, and with a specialization in the computer field. He spent a lot of time studying computer and his parents supported him very much. His family was among the first in the village to purchase a computer, and his home was the first connection to the Internet. As a youth, he was very active in the social sphere and used to help weak students. He was a member of the Hanoar Haoved Vehalomed movement and when he was in high school he was elected as an outstanding trainee and traveled to England as part of the movement. He liked to write. Already in the fifth grade he published a newspaper in the school, and later on he submitted interesting works that received many reactions. In 1995 his two works aroused great interest. He did extensive research on adolescent Druze youth. Mr. Salah Alsheikh, the Ministry of Education supervisor for the Druze sector, expressed great appreciation for the work and promised to distribute the research among the Druze schools. On a work he wrote on the subject of World War II and the Holocaust, a senior director of the Education Ministry wrote to him: “Allow me to compliment you on a thorough and thorough work that you wrote, and I suppose you have learned a lot from this writing, and perhaps even become an expert on World War II among your friends. Of course, why a non-Jewish boy is interested in the subject of the Holocaust, and what you learned as a Druze boy about the Holocaust and the establishment of the State of Israel … Warm greetings for your work. ” He was a talented, intelligent, kind, broad-hearted, creative and loved boy. He loved to help others and was very moral and ambitious. Hatham grew up and became a quiet, thoughtful man with a sharp, clear mind. Many of his teachers and friends, who knew his wisdom and abilities, thought he had a great future and his contribution to society would be great. His grades in the matriculation exams were very high (102) and the psychometric test score was 623 points. He was accepted to study business and economics in Haifa, but preferred to serve in the army and study at the end of his service. In November 1999, he joined the IDF and was appointed as a combat soldier in the “Harav” battalion, the Druze battalion, where he served as a medic and sergeant, and served as a brigade sergeant. The latter showed courage and willingness to volunteer at any time, and therefore became a beloved figure and an exemplary role model. ” On August 6, 2001, Hittam died at the age of twenty. He was laid to rest in the military section of the cemetery in the village of Jatt. Survived by his parents, three brothers and a sister. The commander of the unit eulogized him: “We will remember the brave, humble and shy Hitam, a unique soldier who was a source of strength and wisdom for many of his comrades in the unit.”Heather’s father wrote:” Heath came to the world in the middle of spring, and the Creator took him in the middle of the summer. God planted it as a flower in the spring, as a flower that grew in my soul and grew in my blood and breathed my soul, and in the summer of 2001 it was harvested by a rural god and taken to heaven. It is the will and wisdom of God and this is our art. “
