Martyr family
Two Middle East mothers are sitting in the cafe strip chatting over a plate of tabouli and pint of goat's milk.

The older of the mothers pulls her bag out and starts flipping through pictures and they start reminiscing.

"This is my oldest son Mohammed. He's 24 years old now"

"Yes, I remember him as a baby", says the other mother cheerfully.

"He's a martyr now though", mum confides.

"Oh so sad dear", says the other.

And this is my second son Kalid. He's 21"

"Oh, I remember him," says the other happily, "he had such curly hair when
he was born".

"He's a martyr too", says mum quietly.

"Oh gracious me ...", says the other.

"And this is my third son. My baby. My beautiful Ahmed. He's 18", she whispers.

"Yes" says the friend enthusiastically, "I remember when he
first started school".

"He's a martyr also," says mum, with tears in her eyes.

After a pause and a deep sigh, the second muslim mother looks Wistfully at the photographs and says...

"They blow up so fast, don't they?"

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