(AINA) — She opened the door quietly and looked at us. Her eyes caught Linda Asmar, the only woman among the crowd and stepped in the room cautiously. Adult men suddenly began to raise their voices, shouting and interrupting eachother. The girl’s face flushed red for a moment and leaned against the wall. When the men became calmer, she approached Linda and smiled at me. Her almond shaped blue eyes were so sweet. I was about to ask her name when the crowd got mad once again. Weiterlesen
Mor Gabriel
The Assyrian Monastery and Its Muslim Neighbors
