Jamal Freij (1939)
was 17 years old the day the massacre took place. He was among a number of villagers working their fields. Among their group, there were some 25 girls and women.

" Two kids from the village came to notify us that curfew hour was moved earlier to five in the afternoon. I told the women to head back to their homes. I went, along with a number of men, to a warehouse to change our clothes. On our way back, and at a distance of one mile, we heard heavy shooting coming from the direction of the village. We started to retreat but a lorry driver who came rushing towards the village told us there was no need to run away simply because, he thought and we believed, the shooting was not that serious or indiscriminate. At the entrance to the village, we were stopped by three soldiers. Their officer ordered us to get out of the lorry which drove us to the village. The minute we told him we all were from Kufr Qassem he ordered his soldiers to open fire. They shot at us. Many fell on the ground, dead or wounded. I was among a number of men who ran away but I fell a minute later and hid myself behind the lorry¹s wheel. "

Talal Issa Shaker was eight years only. Villagers still remember the tragedy that involved his death. He went out to return the flock of sheep from the neighbouring fields. A villager confirmed that the soldiers

" saw Talal and shot him dead. When his father went out to check what was happening, the soldiers shot and seriously wounded him. The mother later went out and was shot and so was the daughter, Noura. "

Mustafa Khamis Amer (1941)
He explains how he miraculously escaped death.

" The soldiers at the southern entrance to the village stopped us and checked our identity cards. Immediately afterwards, their officer ordered them to shoot. I started to run away and managed to disappear while many others were shot dead or wounded." On that day, Mustafa added, villagers from nearby Jaljoulya were brought in by the army to dig a huge hole, which at the time they didn't know was meant to become a collective grave for the vicitims. All bodies were put in nylon bags and put aside ready for buria "

Saleh Khalil Issa (1937)
was 19 years old. His testimony, given in detail to Latif Dori three days after the massacre, depicted the following account

" We were heading back to the village on our bicycles. We arrived at about ten to five in the afternoon. Three soldiers at the western entrance to the village ordered us to stop. Each of us put his hand in his pocket to pull out his identity card but the officer did not wait. He gave orders to open fire. They shot and immediately killed my cousin Abed Salim Issa and injured his brother As¹ad and myself. We fell on the ground and then we saw another group of people riding their bicycles approaching. They were a group of eleven people, whose names are known to me. I heard the officer giving orders using the term 'harvest them' and they opened fire. We fell on the ground. I saw a car approaching driven by Ata Yaacob who had some passengers with him. They all were ordered to step out of the car and to stand in a queue. The officer again used the same term and fire was opened at them. The soldiers then pulled all bodies to a nearby field. At a certain moment, we found out the soldiers were looking in the opposite direction and we started to run away. We ran for some 50 meters and guns were shot at us again. I took the ground and stayed there until the next morning. Throughout the night, I heard soldiers giving instructinos to move the bodies. In the morning, the soldiers saw me and took me to the hospital. "

Abdul Rahim Sarsour (1939)
was 17 years old on that day. He remembers how he was injured on his way back to the village when soldiers opened fire at him and at the group that returned with him. He pretended he was dead to escape being shot at again by the soldiers. He said he still feels guilty for the death of his brother, whom their mother sent to inform Abdul Rahim and the others that the curfew hour was changed.
Abdul Rahim who gave the following account.

" We arrived in the village. Soldiers were manning a roadblock on the entrance. They ordered us out of the car. An officer then gave his orders to 'harvest' us and fire was opened indiscriminately in our direction. I fell on the ground and so did many others, some were killed immediately and others wounded. My brother fell next to me. He murmured asking if I was hit. I gave him a blow with my elbow to remain silent but it was too late. A soldier approached and fired four bullets at me, hitting both my right leg and arm. The soldier then pointed his gun to my brother¹s head and fired several rounds of bullets. The head exploded in pieces while I was watching but did not dare say a single word. I cannot forget that moment at all. I still remember how my brother, frightened by the soldiers, was pressing with his hands on my chest. When the soldier fired at him, I felt the pressure increasing for a second or two until his hands went loose. Jum¹ah Sarsour, another wounded, lay next to me. He was moaning with pain. I tried to ask him to remain silent but it was too late. One of the soldiers drew close to him and shot him dead. A third main badly wounded was screaming at the soldiers. A soldier approached him and shouted 'why are you shouting, you son-of-a-bitch' and shot him dead. A car approached with a number of women aboard singing. One of the girls saw the bodies and yelled at the rest to stop singing. The driver sped away from the scene but some 150 meters away we heard plenty of shooting. " Abdul Rahim said he lost conscience sometime at night and woke up to find a soldier pulling him by the leg. He told the soldier to stop dragging him along with the dead bodies. " The soldier took out his gun and was about to shoot me when an ambulance arrived and its driver asked if the soldiers had any wounded. It was my lucky minute. The driver put me in his ambulance and drove to the hospital. "