In the Old Days
1 March 2008
by HRM Deborah
I remember hearing stories when I was a little girl, of some of what it was like before the war.
For instance, everyone in Palestine regardless of what your religion was, use to eat at each other’s home, the children all played together usually outside in the streets and on a warm evening sit where it was cool and all talk to each other about what ever was on one’s mind.
The point I am trying to make is, one’s religion was not an issue in those days; but the fact you was a person and hopefully a good friend.
Labels: Friendship, Humanity, Palestine
2 Comments:
Excellent, excellent and excellent!
Thank you.
Mr. Santos,
Thank you and your very welcome.
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