visit

Another nice visit to Yaata. Zayid brings Zain, a bundle of baby chortles, to me to say good morning. Ayid himself is only 7 or 8 but (as kids do here) assumes responsibility for the little one.

Zayid is a handsome boy, with upwards arching fuzzy eyebrows and a classic nose. His smile is innocent and knowingly confident at once. Yet he is gracious.

25 minutes from Yatta and out of the servis playing religious discourse, I’m suddenly in hot, dry landscape which, apart from the olive trees, could be Tibet leading from Samye monastery. Brown-green earth, open spaces, quiet, and over-arching Occupation. So similar.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s


%d bloggers like this: