muslim mothers

[denny606]

Two Muslim mothers are sitting in a cafe chatting over a pint of
>goat's
> >>> >milk. The older of the moms pulls out her bag and starts flipping
> >>> >through
> >>> >pictures and reminiscing.
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> >>> > This is my oldest son, Mohammed. He would be 24 now."
> >>> >
> >>> > The other mom replies, "I remember him as a baby."
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> >>> > Mom says, "He's a martyr now."
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> >>> > "Oh, so sad, my dear."
> >>> >
> >>> > Mom flips to another picture. "And this is my second son, Kalid. He
> >> would
> >>> >be 21."
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> >>> >"Oh I remember him. He had such curly hair when he was born."
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> >>> > Mom sighs, "He's a martyr, too."
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> >>> > "Oh gracious me," says the second mother.
> >>> >
> >>> > "And this is my third son. My beautiful Ahmed.! He would be 18",
>Mom
> >>> >whispers.
> >>> >
> >>> > "Yes," says her friend enthusiastically, "I remember when he first
> >>> >started school."
> >>> >
> >>> > "He's a martyr also" Mom says, with tears in her eyes.
> >>> >
> >>> > After a pause and a deep sigh, the second Muslim mother looks
> >>> > wistfully
> >>> >at the photos and says,
> >>> >
> >>> > "They blow up so fast, don't they?"
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