A Reblog of a Christmas Story
The line of ragged refugees trying to gain entry into the US winds around the corner. Men in robes and tattered clothes. Women wearing veils and hijabs. Little , wide -eyed children peering out from behind their mothers’ flowing dresses.
The Border Control agent barks .”Next”
A young bearded man, with wife and baby crouching behind, slowly approaches.
The agent is filling in a form.
“Where are you coming from?”
“The Middle East. We have had to leave our home.”
Agent:” Why did you leave?”
Yusef: “They are killing us. The new government has taken our property and demands that we give up our homes and possessions. We fled from the violence. If we go back they will kill us. Don’t send us back”
Agent: “Do you have any documents?”
Yusef:”No. We had to flee quickly. We left everything behind except what we carry.”
Agent, writing : “How did you…
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