Move over, Bibi: Sayed Kashua is more afraid of his 12-year-old girl
I love my children, but they are the only barrier between me and happiness.
Okay, time’s up. I have to write something. I have half an hour before I drive my son to his music teacher. The mandolin, that’s what he chose. The mandolin. I wasn’t sure what it was when he announced his choice, and when I looked it up on the Internet I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Listen,” I told him, “what about an oud? It’s almost the same.”