The kids in our neighborhood are pretty…active. We like having them around, but sometimes they can be a little hard to control. Actually, control isn’t the right word. They can be a little rowdy and disrespectful by this culture’s standards.
I like it, though. I’ve learned a decent amount of Kurdish from them, and they’re generally a lot more fun to hang out with than most the adults who live around us.
The leaf means redeemed. It's compensation for all my deficiencies. The leaf means shameless. Not naked or trendy, simply covered. And there's no need to force fitting-in when you're wearing a giant leaf. The leaf means balance. Safe to be dangerous, loved to be loving, an advocate of both justice and mercy. This leaf is lasting - it won't fall off or fade. A holy veneer, it always protects and guards. Represented and taken care of. The leaf is Christ, my perfect covering.
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