Our big house

The girl who left her mother's embrace small that she did not recognize herself until later, "Farida," the daughter of the co-wife "Aqida," from whom she inherited some features both body and soul. She departed with her father a long time ago, in the sixties of the last century, to join the big house with her grandfather "Kabor," uncles, and their children, away from her mother, to grow up under the care of her stepmother and half-sisters. The scene is tense, her sitting cross-legged on the back of a cart with pink cheeks, light eyes, and tousled hair caused by the wind, wearing a long black dress with white dots, and her brown sandal from which her dry toes peek out, with visible scars from many collisions with stones, thorns, and jujube branches—not as a sign of poverty, but as a sign of her crossing the boundaries of play. This scene still repeats in her dreams today, just as her fears recur from other dreams that have never left her, a mixture of difficult questions in the baccalaureate exam, and her dilemma of not memorizing anything, and not being prepared to write and respond, especially in history and geography, making those days following those dreams just hours filled with tension, misery, and preoccupations. "Farida" and the big house with its secrets, legends, stories, and endless lustful desires, move within her and sink deeper whenever she manages to decipher the riddles and understand her family more. Author: Rabi'a Rihan Number of pages: 304