Monday, March 19, 2007

A thought on the fourth anniversary of the start of the Iraq war

Yesterday we held a birthday party for Grace, who's now seven. The theme was American Idol, which was interesting, since none of the girls at the party, including Grace, appeared to have ever seen the show.

Over Oreo cake, two sisters at the party were showing the other girls how they could speak Arabic. Now I haven't set foot in Israel since 1978 and I haven't set foot in a shul except for a family event in almost a decade and I was never that good at Hebrew even when I studied the language three decades ago -- but I was surprised and thrilled at how much I could follow what the girls said. I'm no expert, but it appears that some parts, at least, of Arabic and Hebrew are quite similar. Maybe, if we stop for a moment, we can see how much more similar we are to even those we call our enemies. Today, in particular, it reminds me how all of us are closer than we think, something we should think about before we pick up any weapons.

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