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gouache

From Republic Street, first Faisal

Between Sharif and Saudi Al-Sanadili Streets

Corona time, fireworks and firecrackers

and drugs

gouache

Soudaweh the gypsy, daughter of Omran Bakiri, makes a mountain out of the foam of laundry soap of limited value. She passes the remainder of the body of the soap on the first five sticks on the wrist of her right hand, then tries to grab the crumbs of the soap with her hand to pass it on the second five sticks on the wrist of her left hand.

Soudawiya dips her two hands in the large pottery bowl that holds a mountain of spherical bubbles that soon explode until they are filled and explode, and she waits for a long period of time until the warm water permeates the pores of the gouache, so that it expands to make it easier to remove them from Soudaweya’s hands, which left the hereditary fullness of the mother and grandmother from their excessive love for pastries. .

Soudaweh is trying to finish removing the old copper coverings, which were stained with green-green rust due to her longevity. Forty years ago, her husband gave her Anayani Al-Bakh as a wedding ring, which resulted in the birth of a son who had been married for twenty years, and a girl who was not married because of her obesity and inability to move.

Sudawiya tries to remove the first guisha from the right hand, but she is unable and fears for her daughter, who did not succeed in teaching her anything about life issues. Sudawiya directs her instructions to her daughter Hannah from a distance and continues her attempts to remove the first guisha. All attempts fail, so she moves to the left hand to try with the first. Of the five ghawaish, half of the ten that Anainy al-Bakh bought from his free money over a period of ten years, he used to deduct part of his wages for his work as a beast spy in the corral of Sheikh Hanoussa Ma’ali, the sheikh of the Karaimiyya hills, so that Sudawiya, the daughter of the Karaimi gypsies, could play with them in the face of the ghawaish of Mrs. Haniyeh Latoukhi, Sayyid’s wife. Tribes made of pure silver.

Sudawiya stops eating throughout the day so that her hands become less swollen so that she can remove the brassiness that has bruised her wrists. Sudawiya’s saliva runs over the pastries that her daughter Hanna succeeded in cooking for the first time, but she looks away and turns into a mountain of soapy bubbles in order to get rid of the excruciating pain that haunts her at night. Day because of its old copper network.

Sudawiya summoned her daughter Hannah to help her with her misfortune, which ignited her screams, so she extended her tongues to the ears of all the neighbors who gathered around her and brought Amron Samida the blacksmith, who, after ten hours, was able to snatch the last gwisheh from Sudawyeh’s gawish, its old copper wire, stained with green, green rust.

A short story written by / Mahmoud Hassan Farghaly

Member of the Writers Union

Member of the Syndicate of Film Professions

mahmoudhassanfarghaly@yahoo.com

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