http://globalvoicesonline.org/2008/08/09/palestine-the-children-who-forgot-how-to-have-fun/ The world is talking. Are you listening? Mon, 30 Nov 2009 10:05:21 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 http://globalvoicesonline.org/2008/08/09/palestine-the-children-who-forgot-how-to-have-fun/comment-page-1/#comment-1511466 Hephzibah Fri, 05 Sep 2008 21:00:45 +0000 http://globalvoicesonline.org/?p=47905#comment-1511466 I, too, am a thousand miles away, but not in my heart or soul. I am a mother who has taken her children through years of trauma, instability and the wariness of new people, places and change. Children are resilient. I have heard the mantra. I know the look of disappointment and the feelings of the mother who is looking on and hoping, just wishing her child will connect. My son, for a short period was in an all boys school, underfunded, but well loved. It was his "safe place". When we (I volunteered) worked on plays and had barbeques to see not just my own son, but other boys with that same look, that same feel brought me so much sadness and despair. When will it stop. No mother wants her child to go through guns and shootings (right by our house) or no power, food, and the instability. I like to see them, just for 30 minutes free, laughing, and happy. I could have my son, a child from Chicago and a group of Palestinian kids and African kids and given enough air to breathe they could be free. All of these boys, girls would connect and interact as if they had known each other all their lives. And they would never forget one another. I know, I have seen and I have witnessed. Allah fills our garden with delight. What will we do with the fruit? I, too, am a thousand miles away, but not in my heart or soul. I am a mother who has taken her children through years of trauma, instability and the wariness of new people, places and change. Children are resilient. I have heard the mantra. I know the look of disappointment and the feelings of the mother who is looking on and hoping, just wishing her child will connect. My son, for a short period was in an all boys school, underfunded, but well loved. It was his “safe place”. When we (I volunteered) worked on plays and had barbeques to see not just my own son, but other boys with that same look, that same feel brought me so much sadness and despair. When will it stop. No mother wants her child to go through guns and shootings (right by our house) or no power, food, and the instability. I like to see them, just for 30 minutes free, laughing, and happy. I could have my son, a child from Chicago and a group of Palestinian kids and African kids and given enough air to breathe they could be free. All of these boys, girls would connect and interact as if they had known each other all their lives. And they would never forget one another. I know, I have seen and I have witnessed. Allah fills our garden with delight.
What will we do with the fruit?

]]> http://globalvoicesonline.org/2008/08/09/palestine-the-children-who-forgot-how-to-have-fun/comment-page-1/#comment-1499159 The Violence Project » Blog Archive » A World Away Sun, 10 Aug 2008 20:59:47 +0000 http://globalvoicesonline.org/?p=47905#comment-1499159 [...] thousands of miles away, here is a blog post on a group of Palestinian kindergartners who struggle learning to just be kids and have a little [...] [...] thousands of miles away, here is a blog post on a group of Palestinian kindergartners who struggle learning to just be kids and have a little [...]

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