As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow
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This is the land of your father, and his father before him. Your history is embedded in this soil. No country in the world will love you as yours does.
His whole face is twisted in pain but no whimper
escapes his lips. Instead, through silent tears and a pool of blood, he sings
softly.
“How Sweet Is Freedom.”
“Auntie—don’t cry—when I go to Heaven—I’ll tell God—everything,”
he chokes out. I look up, and his face has gone still. His eyes are glassy, and
it looks like little stars are caught in his blue irises.
Do all six-year-olds know what death is? Or is it only children of war?
« I’m sure our souls met way before they found their way into our bodies. I think that’s where we know each other from. »
We don’t have to stop living because we might die.
« Don’t focus on the darkness and sadness, » she says, and I glance up at her. She smiles warmly. « If you do, you won’t see the light even if it’s staring you in the face. »
muhteşem
„There are enough people hurting you,“ he whispers. „Don’t be one of them.“