Both of my parents are Bassawis (come from Bassa) and this story is only one of dozens that I have
heard from my grandparents who have survived the Hagganah cleansing.
My maternal grandmother was a teenager at the time when Israeli troops entered Bassa and ordered all the young men to be lined up and executed in front of one of the churches. My grandmother watched as two of her brothers, one 21, the other 22 and recently married, were executed by the Hagganah.
She was then ordered to bury them and leave the village. She mounted a camel and left for Lebanon where she later joined her father. The pregnant wife of my grandmother's butchered brother escaped and hid in a cave until the war was over. She later settled in Nazareth and gave birth to her son there.
This is just one of the stories and by far the most painful one, there are many other tales of hyenas, snakes, village humor ... etc. However, we must make it clear that we never left out of our own volition, only out of fear. We seek peace with Israel, but only a peace which would right the wrongs they have committed against us.