On my trip to Israel (which I have been woefully negligent about blogging), I had the opportunity to see many children. Happy, healthy, smiling children. Happy, hopefully healthy, living in poverty children. Children who do not know what to think about this group of Americans who seem to have blown in like a breeze, only to blow right back out again. I love to people-watch, and children are my favorite. Children are children, the world over. Here are a few of my children of the village of I'billin.
