avatarHamida khoder

Summary

The narrative recounts a childhood friendship disrupted by war.

Abstract

The author reminisces about a cherished childhood friendship with a girl who lived next door, marked by joyful daily routines, shared school experiences, and playful interactions. Their bond was tested by the harsh realities of war, which ultimately led to the loss of their innocence, the death of the friend's father, and separation when the friend's family fled the city. Despite a decade passing, the author still holds the friend dear and harbors hope for a reunion.

Opinions

  • The author expresses fond memories of their childhood friend, highlighting her beauty, kindness, and the joy they shared.
  • There is a sense of nostalgia and innocence in the descriptions of their daily interactions, such as playing together and exchanging messages.
  • The author conveys the devastating impact of war on their lives, including the loss of loved ones, destruction of homes, and disruption of normalcy.
  • The friend's father is portrayed as a selfless individual, continuing his work as a baker to support his family and community despite the dangers.
  • The author's current feelings are a mix of sadness for the past and hope for a future reconnection with their childhood friend.

Keep your best friend

Drawing by Hamida khoder

When I was a child I had a friend she was so beautiful, she has red hair and big eyes her smile was so beautiful,

We were really happy.

We were living next to each other

we were always playing together and go to the same school, but sometimes she was annoying when we go to school she come early just to wake me up and I was getting angry because I didn’t want to go the school because the weather was so cold and she knocked and knock on the door to my mum wake up and send me to school.

Then we go together to school and on the way she bought something hot for me and for her and we drank on the way when we were talking and laughing about how she woke me up and when we arrived the bell rings and we go to a different class, but on the break, we met to play tak tok together.

After that, we went home. We were playing outside. We made dresses for Barbies and sometimes we were playing like a family act like mum sisters make food.

We were really funny like if we didn’t see each other for a short period of time we were writing messages on paper and sending them to each other we would write the message HI How are you? I miss you.

But they stole our happiness when they killed her dad in the war when our houses were destroyed when we lost the Barbies when the messages because of blood when the schools crashed

We lived just a few days together in the war when The situation has become difficult No water No food and No safe the bombs were all night and nobody was feeling safe we were thinking if we sleep we will not wake up, but her dad was working a baker and he needed this work to help his family and for the people and on one night her dad died When the bomb fell on his work. We couldn’t go outside to play because it wasn’t safe. They left the city and left me.

It’s been ten years since I last saw her. When I left the country I tried to find her on the intranet, but I couldn’t find her. I don’t know where she is. but she is still in my heart and I hope I can see her again or hear anything about her to say how much I miss her.

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