Tearing Of Bonds
After every pastry was tasted we placed them down on the bar and sat around each other.
Mom and dad smiled kindly at me as my mother sang, “Sana helwa ya gameel, Sana helwa ya gameel, Sana helwa, Sana helwa, Sana helwa ya gameel.
“Sana helwa ya gameel, Sana helwa ya gameel, Sana helwa, Sana helwa, Sana helwa ya gameel,” and my father would chime in with a, “Cha, cha, cha,” when necessary.
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