“Dad, what is this that you are wearing on your head?”
“It’s a keffiyeh, son. In the desert, it protects us from the scorching sun.”
“And what’s this you are wearing over your clothes?”
“It’s a djellaba, son. In the desert, it protects us from the burning heat.”
“But why are you wearing all this in winter in Cologne, Dad?”
“Straighten your hijab, son, and shut up, or they’ll send us back to Donetsk.”
Clarissa's Blog 
Leave a comment