this could have been a cute story..
so yeah, it COULD have been.. and if this was a just world, it really would have been just a simple story.. but it's not.. the fighting's in its fourth week.. and honestly.. i can't see it ending anytime soon.. finally, a resolution is being discussed.. but again.. it only addresses one side of the problem.. and then they wonder why there is no sustainable peace.. maybe the powers that be don't want that.. who knows.. i'm Lebanese.. we are conspiracy theorists.. fyi..
so.. back to the could've / should've been a cute story.. one of my best friends.. i've known here for 11 years now.. we were in college together and she's just awesome.. anyway.. she was in Lebanon (for her summer break like many other people) when the sh*t hit the fan.. her family left exactly as they did 17 years ago.. before the sun was up.. in a high speed car.. just hoping and praying that they'd make it.. her entire family includes two nieces.. one 5.. and the other almost 3..
they hold dual citizenships.. so they were part of the "american" evacuees.. they boarded a ship and landed in Larnaca, Cyprus.. they ended up staying there for a few days before they flew out to Dubai.. where her sister's husbands are working.. so picture this.. it's my best friend.. her mother, her brother.. her two sisters.. and their two little daughters..
in order to keep the little ones entertained.. they'd take them to the beach.. you know.. give them some of their "normalcy" back.. and one day they were bored so decided to tell stories.. no one was really in the mood.. but the 5-year old.. let's call her "z" said she had one.. and here it is.. (i'm paraphrasing)
"once.. there was this beautiful garden.. there were so many flowers in this garden.. all kinds of flowers.. there were rainbows and sunlight and it was beautiful.. when the flowers grew, they became princesses.. and all the princes would come and dance with the princesses.. and then.. one day.. a bomb fell on them and killed them all"
she's 5.. think about that.. that's what war does..
nounou
so.. back to the could've / should've been a cute story.. one of my best friends.. i've known here for 11 years now.. we were in college together and she's just awesome.. anyway.. she was in Lebanon (for her summer break like many other people) when the sh*t hit the fan.. her family left exactly as they did 17 years ago.. before the sun was up.. in a high speed car.. just hoping and praying that they'd make it.. her entire family includes two nieces.. one 5.. and the other almost 3..
they hold dual citizenships.. so they were part of the "american" evacuees.. they boarded a ship and landed in Larnaca, Cyprus.. they ended up staying there for a few days before they flew out to Dubai.. where her sister's husbands are working.. so picture this.. it's my best friend.. her mother, her brother.. her two sisters.. and their two little daughters..
in order to keep the little ones entertained.. they'd take them to the beach.. you know.. give them some of their "normalcy" back.. and one day they were bored so decided to tell stories.. no one was really in the mood.. but the 5-year old.. let's call her "z" said she had one.. and here it is.. (i'm paraphrasing)
"once.. there was this beautiful garden.. there were so many flowers in this garden.. all kinds of flowers.. there were rainbows and sunlight and it was beautiful.. when the flowers grew, they became princesses.. and all the princes would come and dance with the princesses.. and then.. one day.. a bomb fell on them and killed them all"
she's 5.. think about that.. that's what war does..
nounou
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