Wounded Syrian children and relatives who accompany them, often minors themselves, find themselves seeking help in an enemy country that, they have been told, is as bad as Satan. Instead, at the Ziv Medical Center, they are greeted by an Arab Israeli named Issa, Arabic for Jesus. Issa is their constant companion, beginning to end, as the children are treated by Israeli physicians. "I was afraid of the Jews," Jason (a pseudonym) says. "Now I'm not afraid at all."