In a hushed Baghdad, a family waits

The apartment block where Karima Selman Methboub and her eight children live is almost empty - abandoned by families fleeing a coming war.

"When the neighbors left and took their children, I sat on the doorstep and started to cry, because I felt I had no one," says Mrs. Methboub, whose husband died in a car accident in 1996. "Without my neighbors, I felt strange, and started to be afraid," she says, wiping her eyes with the palms of her hands. "Because I cried, my daughters cried, too."

The Methboubs, a family the Monitor first profiled last December, do not have the money to escape Baghdad. And so, like others stranded here in this increasingly hushed and fearful city, they brace themselves as best they can for an attack that appears imminent.

Tuesday, Iraqi leader Saddam Hussein appeared in military uniform for the first time during this months-long confrontation, rejecting President Bush's 48-hour ultimatum for the Iraqi strongman and his two sons to depart Iraq as "impossible." An Iraqi government statement read over television said: "Iraq doesn't choose its path through foreigners and doesn't choose its leaders by decree from Washington, London or Tel Aviv."

Iraqis remaining in Baghdad kept close to home Tuesday, as more and more shops shuttered their windows or moved stocks away from likely target areas in the capital. Escape to Jordan, once $100 per car, now costs $600 - and the border is rumored to have been closed to such refugees on Monday.

The sense of dread and desperation in Baghdad is palpable - especially in the Methboub household.

So impoverished that they had to sell furniture to pay school fees, the Methboubs are far removed from the geopolitical chess games over weapons inspections and regime change that have seized the UN Security Council for the past months. They're just trying to figure out a way to survive.

If bombs begin to fall, Mrs. Methboub says she will gather her children, some jugs of water and bread, and head out of their ramshackle, second-floor apartment to an unfinished house one block away that may be sturdier.

"We have the blankets all ready, but we are relying on God," Mrs. Methboub says, surrounded by her five daughters and a son in a cramped living room where a portrait of Hussein is displayed in one corner.

The price of potatoes in Baghdad has surged in the past three days from 250 dinars (10 cents) to 1,500 dinars a kilo. Bread lines stretch long and customers often come home with nothing.

The family has been hoarding double rations that the government has issued in advance since last summer, and has managed to find extra dough to make bread. They bought two new glass elements for their paraffin lamps. "We tried to get paraffin for our lamps, but couldn't find any," says daughter Amal, 13, who, like her mother and siblings, spoke without the presence of a government minder.

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