We reported yesterday on two child mujahideen who had made the hijra from France to Syria to join the jihad.

The following BBC report features another boy warrior, this one a native Syrian who has been radicalized and plans to join the Islamic State. His family relocated to Turkey, but “Abu Hattab” wants to return to Syria and take his place among the ISIS fighters in Raqqa and help them kill the infidels.

One shudders to imagine the fate that awaits him when he joins all those hardened mujahideen who have been promised “boys fresh as pearls”* when they arrive in jannah.

Many thanks to Vlad Tepes for uploading this video:

Below are excerpts from the more detailed BBC article accompanying the video report:

Islamic State crisis: The 13-year-old on ‘righteous path’

In a cramped living room in southern Turkey, a 13-year-old boy is training to join Islamic State.

As he welcomes us in, he appears a regular, happy-looking child: his hair is ruffled, his smile beaming, he wears a grey, hooded sweater.

But as we sit down to talk, he heads next door to change, returning in a black balaclava and military-style camouflage top.

He wants to be known as “Abu Hattab”.

Born in Syria, he was first radicalised last year, joining the jihadist group Sham al-Islam.

‘Behead them’

He had Sharia lessons and learned how to use weapons, proudly showing us pictures in which he takes aim with machine guns.

Now he spends his days online, watching jihadist videos and chatting on Facebook to IS fighters.

Within weeks, he says, he’ll go to the IS stronghold of Raqqa in Syria to become a young jihadi soldier.

“I like Islamic State because they pursue Sharia and kill infidels, non-Sunnis and those who converted from Islam,” he says.

“The people killed by Islamic State are American agents. We must behead them as Allah said in the Koran.”

I ask whether he has disclosed his age to those to whom he talks online.

“At the start, I didn’t,” he says.

“But recently I told them — and now they contact me even more, sending me photos and news.”

But why not simply enjoy his childhood, I ask?

“I don’t want to go out with friends or have fun. Allah ordered us to work and fight for the next life — for paradise. Before, I went to the park or the seaside.

“But then I realised I was wrong — and I’ve taken the righteous path.”

[…]

At home, he and his mother, who wants to be known as Fatima, lead a devout life.

She spends much of her time studying the Koran and admits strong sympathies for the militants.

Last year, she sent her son for training with Sham al-Islam — but denies brainwashing him.

“I never encouraged him to join Islamic State,” she insists.

[…]

“War makes children grow up fast. I want him to become a future leader — an emir.”

Steadily her voice grows in intensity, her eyes narrowing in anger above the scarf she uses to cover her face.

“I would not be sad if he killed Westerners. I’m ashamed that my other sons are working peacefully for civil society groups — they must take up arms.”

How would she feel, I ask, if he dies fighting for Islamic State?

She pauses. “I would be so happy,” she replies, before bowing her head to cry.