Khlod Mohammed Rashid Saeed Rashid Alhefiti
Five Days at My Uncle’s House
In 1999, I turned seven years old, and here the summer began. All schools got closed, and children started to enjoy the happiness of spending their whole day playing, watching TV, enjoying the farm, and the gift of graduation that could be a doll or a bike, but this summer was completely different than I expected; my father surprised us with a trip to Umrah! Will all of us go?
Ten kids of different and close ages, almost as soccer team!
My father decided to take half of us, but what about the others? Who will go for Umrah? What will happen to the rest?
Many analyses and questions emerged… who is going? What we will be wearing?