When they are about eighty yards from the Israeli troops, they throw a few stones. The Israeli soldiers in tanks or on foot in riot gear ignore them. Then a few more boys join the stone-throwing, although the greater number of them hold back. In the midst of the crowd, a man with a huge brass pot sells coffee. We could have brought picnics.
Stones fly through the air without hitting the soldiers, who are, anyway, out of range.
The boys return in triumph to those who lagged behind. People talk , drink coffee and watch the occupation army down the road. Then a few more lads go forth for another bout of rock-throwing. The Israelis, apparently bored and impatient with the Palestinians' afternoon entertainment, fire heavy machine gun bursts. The stone throwers run back into the crowd, which itself retreats up the road to hide behind the taller buildings.