I painted his icon of Fr. Frans van der Lugt, in the hopes of promoting awareness about his life and death.
Why I cried in Arabic class
I don’t know what exactly brought tears to my eyes, but the combination of the beautiful culture and its tragic loss; the foreign sound of bombs and the familiar sound of Shami Arabic; and the human goodness that somehow persists in the midst of evil made a lump rise in my throat. I looked over and noticed that my teacher was fighting back tears, too.
JORDAN DENARI DUFFNER 