We are from a country that floats over lakes of oil...

I tried to visit rich Iraqi families; merchants, contractors, Sheiks, or parliament members, I tried to push them to donate something to such poor families, but they turned their heads away with disturbed moods, or either they changed the subject. I always tell them- let us make a donation box from the rich to the poor, don't we all love Iraq? Let us express our love by helping each other; a $100 from me, a $100 from you, a $100 from this and that, and we can come up with $1000 a month from 10 families, a fine figure, with which we can cover the needs of 10 poor Iraqi families, or more, or less, which means we can reduce the feelings of estrangement, loss, and sadness for each other.
But no one responded.
One day, someone called me from Baghdad to ask for help for an Iraqi girl called "Zemen"; she is sixteen years old, she was at school when a mortar shell fell in the school yard, a shrapnel piece hit her in the back of the neck, causing a paralysis of both hands and legs.¦

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