Life after arriving in Israel
In memory of Pinḥas’ parents: ʾEster and Raḥamim Twito Baqri; in memory of Sara’s parents: ʾAharon and Biya Khalfa and the children
The Preservation of Jewish Languages and Cultures in memory of Hayyim (Marani) Trabelsy
In memory of Pinḥas’ parents: ʾEster and Raḥamim Twito Baqri; in memory of Sara’s parents: ʾAharon and Biya Khalfa and the children
In memory of Pinḥas’ parents: ʾEster and Raḥamim Twito Baqri; in memory of Sara’s parents: ʾAharon and Biya Khalfa and the children
In memory of Pinḥas’ parents: ʾEster and Raḥamim Twito Baqri; in memory of Sara’s parents: ʾAharon and Biya Khalfa and the children
In memory of Pinḥas’ parents: ʾEster and Raḥamim Twito Baqri; in memory of Sara’s parents: ʾAharon and Biya Khalfa and the children
In memory of Pinḥas’ parents: ʾEster and Raḥamim Twito Baqri; in memory of Sara’s parents: ʾAharon and Biya Khalfa and the children
In memory of Pinḥas’ parents: ʾEster and Raḥamim Twito Baqri; in memory of Sara’s parents: ʾAharon and Biya Khalfa and the children
In memory of Pinḥas’ parents: ʾEster and Raḥamim Twito Baqri; in memory of Sara’s parents: ʾAharon and Biya Khalfa and the children
Dedicated to my loving daughters and my dear family
When we came to Israel, we were in tents. And…(for) a month. Then…they brought us food, and we stayed there for a month. After a month, they came…they said to my mother, “where do you want to go?”. She said to them, “Jerusalem”. “Why in Jerusalem?” (they asked). “My sister is there,” (she answered). “My sister came before me, and I want to be with her.” And she came to the transit camp…we stayed in the transit camp for seven years. (He) looked for a place (to live)…(but) there wasn’t (a place we could) go into. They dug a place so that we could go into and urinate, urinate and do something. And when there wasn’t water, I would go to Makor Haim to bring water for my mother. My mother…wanted…she went to work. And I would bring everything. The food…so there would be food at home. I (would) go to school. I went with (took) my brother to kindergarten. I would […] him…when we finished, I would bring him. I would run…when the water would come, I would run and run and run to bring water so that my mother would come and find that she had (water). She would go to work so that she could have money. Have money…so that she could buy us everything that we needed.
Dedicated to my loving daughters and my dear family
My granddaughter…is 34 years old. 34. And I love her very much. She…is older than all of them. Older than them. And I love her a lot. She just had a birthday. What can I say? May G-d give her everything. May she have…may her life be good. And I love her very much. You are…from all of my grandchildren, you are the oldest. And I love you very, very, very much. I have four children. Two girls and two boys. And all of them are old, grown up. And they have children, grandchildren. They…my grandchildren, I love them very much too. I have eight grandchildren. My oldest daughter has three, three daughters. And the (younger) daughter…the son, has three sons, my daughter. And the youngest (son) has two daughters. And I love them a lot, and they come to our place.
The recording was edited at The Babylonian Jewry Heritage Center
In 1968, the security service came to my house, took me and my three older sisters. They took us to the security department. Afterwards, we found out…what’s it called…they said (we were) spies. And of all those (people) who were hanged, we were part of them. I mean, from where did we know? We had someone (who was) a cousin of (Ahmad Hasan) al-Bakr. (The revolution was orchestrated by Ahmad Hasan) al-Bakr, Saddam (Hussein, and) Sa’d al-Tikriti. He was a friend of my father. My sister came crying to him. He said…he went…he said (to her), “you are spies”. She (my sister) said to me, “don’t speak!” (don’t say anything in your interrogation). I was in the women’s prison […] the manager was…Nuri Said’s secretary. She was, I mean…this manager of the women’s prison was Nuri Said’s secretary. At that time. And she made us stay…she was the manager of the women’s prison in Baghdad. So she was a bit lax with us. She could cook, twice a week people could come to see me, but my siblings…we didn’t know at all where they were.