As if we are in the sky

As if we were in the sky, by Nadia Hashimi ... I was six years old when she told me very little about her departure from Afghanistan and her coming to the United States, she was walking me to kindergarten on a rainy day. How long does the trip from Afghanistan to America take? Well, she left our house on Tuesday, and when I arrived in America it was Wednesday. I stayed above the clouds for a whole day? We stopped once. to change the plane, but yes, I spent a whole day above the clouds. How did you feel when you were in the sky? Safe. I saw in Afghanistan what people do to the land because each of them wants a piece of it. They destroy it, divide it. And even when nothing remains of it, they keep demanding it. But the sky is not like that. It cannot be divided. How did America look from the sky? My mother then sat as if she had never heard a question like this before and then answered, "It looked like a good dream?" She let her broken umbrella fall beside her. Raindrops trickled down her cheeks. My question went unanswered, carried away by strong winds.