A child in Europe
In the beginning there was a magical imaginary village of Bethlehem, so childish and close, though far away. Domasticated, adorned with cotton wool in the parish church, as if it was really full of snow on the birth of Jesus.
Then there was a religion class and a lot of new names. Jerusalem, Nazareth, Egypt, Jordan River… And in spring, during Easter – a movie in the television – Middle East landscapes, desert, apostles with beard and John the Baptist dressed with a strange, single robe. And burning sun.
A child in Bethlehem
So… where is the conflict?
Their life is a mosaic, very difficult to understand for us Europeans. Only the children are the same there, and here. All of them want their Bethlehem to be full of peace.