Little Sparrows of the Good Tree
Zeynab Takhti, Researcher at the Islamic Women’s Studies Group, Institute for Islamic Studies
The sky is full of drifting clouds. After months of harsh weather, the rain finally falls like a blessing.Near the palm trees, everything has turned a bright, tender green—as if the earth has suddenly decided to soften. It is a surprising and beautiful sight for those of us who are used to the harshness of this hot land.At the cemetery, the graves are covered with plastic to protect them from the storm. Water has overflowed, and the few people who are there look worn out.I search for the children’s photos, stacked in a corner to keep them safe. I look into their beautiful black eyes and wish they could speak to me. Their school, which was bombed by the enemy, was called “Shajare Tayyebeh,” meaning “the Good Tree.” Now I imagine that the Good Tree is full of sparrows, flying among its branches. Perhaps this heavenly rain is falling for their prayers.
This is Minab— a resting place for children whose mothers say proudly:“We have sent an army to the sky for our martyred leader.”
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