I look left and right, in my head that’s one turn: three days ago, I was running for the shelter of a miklat every hour because the people these protesters support want the death of me, of the civilians around me, and of the soldiers who defend us because we are Jews. Our men are blocked by a dozen CRS, on the other side there are 3, I’m free … I run to the left! I can already see myself jumping at the throat of one of the keffiyeh wearers shouting “Death to the Yids!” He wants to kill Jews???!!! I want to leave him for dead! I do not recognize my own hatred! A CRS blocks me, pushes me, forces me to retreat. I admit to not having challenged him much. At the same time .. I see a group of thirty arriving…!!! I hear cries from the other side of the Rue de la Roquette! But how many are there???

That’s where I realize the magnitude of the situation … They’ve surrounded us…

We hear cries everywhere… I see firearms fly… I even see a man with an ax.