Before the six days war
my father came home with a
that changed the old
and told us that he bought it from a priest
and that the car is very well kept
know how to take care of their cars
and it was the car in which we drove
until we emigrated.
And two days before the war
an Arab friend met my father
and told him
that the end of the state of Israel is near
only a few days away
and that the Arabs will destroy Israel.
For a whole week we didn't leave the house
and went to the vacation site
near the Spanish border
in case we'd have to run away
and two weeks later
my father met the Arab
who was afraid even to say hello
or stare at
from "TAKE ME TO THE SEA".