fromwww.aljazeera.com
1 day agoIt is not too late for the world to redeem itself on Gaza
As I stood by the side of the road, I felt a small hand tugging at my clothes. I looked down and saw a little girl, no older than eight. She was barefoot, her shirt was torn, and her hair was messy and unwashed. Her eyes were beautiful, and her face showed innocence, yet exhaustion and despair clouded it. She pleaded: Please, please, give me just one shekel, God bless you.
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