Ana Arabia Page #2

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Some foreigners arrived,

singed the house, attacked him,

he fought alone,

and drove them away.

He became a hero.

- Why?

- Why?

Because he loved Abla.

Abla was a free white woman

and he was a black slave.

- Nice story.

- Nice story.

Come, I'll introduce you to Sara.

Sara is my son Jihad's wife.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Are you wondering

if the story is real, aren't you?

I'm still trying to understand it.

When she was born

her mother succeeded in hiding her.

And after the war they came here,

they survived,

and after some years

they gave them an apartment.

There were some Arabic workers

on the construction site, obviously,

she fell in love with Yussef

and ran away with him.

She was 15.

The police came and took her away

and she ran away again.

In the end she stayed.

I imagine she had no choice,

she had a family, children...

She gave them everything

because she loved them.

Gave them everything.

Except the color of their skin.

Come, let her be.

Did he tell you about Antar?

I heard about that.

Are you his son?

I'm Walid.

Yael.

Good morning.

I used to be a fisherman.

But the times have changed,

Boats are back at the harbor.

Not even the bigger ships

are going out fishing.

But we keep on looking for the black gold.

Careful.

Oil.

There have been some explosions.

They happened this morning.

All the fishes are dying

because of their explosions.

The sea is really sick.

The sea is sick...

They just pour naphtha and oil in it,

garbage, wastes, everything.

And now the explosions...

It hurts.

But what can I do?

I have a speaker

for tomatoes.

What has a stereo

got to do with tomatoes?

Nowadays people have no money.

So the fruit vendors

ask me to go around the city

to announce where to buy

cheap vegetables.

They pay for the gas

and give me fruit

and vegetables for the whole family.

That's nice!

Is the car dead?

No, I'll fix it.

I'm an all rounder.

Be careful.

I see you two go along well.

- Yea, I'm just looking around.

- Do you like it?

This is our home.

Look at that horse.

It's mine. Come.

I'll show you something.

- If you don't mind.

- No problem.

You see?

He doesn't work anymore.

Why you say?

He did his part,

he's free now.

He's free, like everyone of us here.

No one has real commitments.

A lot of hens

laid a lot of eggs everywhere here.

There is an egg,

but it's hard to find...

We sell metal,

that's how we make a living.

Tell me, how old are you?

- No offense.

- How much would you say?

You look young,

about...

20 years old...

20 and something, right?

More or less.

You see, once they tried

to give me in marriage to a 20 years old...

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