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Ibrahim Mālik

The Culture of Peace and Co-Existence – Translated by Jamal Assadi, with Assistance from Michael Hegeman and Michael Jacobs

Edited By Jamal Assadi

This selection of Ibrahim Mālik’s short stories and poetry brings together an illustrative compendium of his works, which propose a genuine portrait of the numerous predicaments, concerns, apprehensions, and coercions from which the Arab community inside Israel suffers. To a great extent, these difficulties are currently the lot of many ethnic groups and communities in the Middle East and many other parts of the world. General readers of this work will take pleasure in exploring a different culture, while specialists interested in Arabic literature will find new and bountiful grounds for academic study.
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The Orange


I have a friend with whom I have worked for a long time and with whom I have shared life’s pain and dreams. I loved him much because he let pleasure enter my life at a time when pleasure was a rare commodity. Exhausted and with sweat dripping from all over his body he came to me once and said, “I imagined that something strange happened. Something you could scarcely believe, but it happened! I found myself driving a car in the remnants on the road along the sea where the people of Tantura, Qufr Lam, Zammareen, ‘Ein Gazelle and Sayedna Ali lived, multiplied and died.”

That friend said, “What I saw surprised me. A truck loaded with oranges was driving before me. I thought the oranges were picked from orchards that were once very fruitful, and I mean from “The Spring of Honey” in Al-Cabrie, near Nahariyya. I thought so, but perhaps the oranges were from a land whose name and sky are stolen and I do not remember them.

“I saw the oranges falling down on the road where I was driving. It astonished me that many people, whose utterances I did not understand, pulled over their cars. Because the colors fascinated viewers, ← 69 | 70 → they ran after the falling oranges, and they ate them in such a greedy manner. I had never witnessed such a thing before. No sooner had I seen the situation then I, forgetting that these oranges had...

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