In the Danish/Arabic blogging-project ‘Blog-On!’ the participants every week get a common theme that we can choose to write about if we feel inspired. Last weeks theme was “A special song”. This is my post on the subject:
When I was little, the civil war was raging in Beirut and when things became really bad my mother would take my brothers and me to Denmark, where we would stay until things had calmed down.
One of those times we flew via Athens and were sitting in the airport with lots of other Lebanese refugees. I was three or four years old and began singing the song “A3tuna tufule/Give os a chance”. It’s was well-known in all of the Middle East and was sung by a little girl. There’s a verse in Arabic, French and English and it’s about a child’s wish for the war to end.
So I began singing and all of a sudden two older ladies sitting close to us began crying loudly, when they heard the song. I don’t remember the exact situation, but I’ve been told the story several times. Unfortunately I don’t have many memories of my childhood in Lebanon. But I remember sounds, smells and tastes. And for some reason I’ve always remembered this song: