It was good. There was no fear. Everyone was ok. We left the synagogue. We went outside to the market, to hang out. I mean, we were free – you’re not scared.
Perish the thought that an Arab would do something terrible to a Jew, “his luck would fall” (expression). The Jews there are hot-headed and love each other very much.
We are from Tripoli and we spoke proper Tripolitanian, not like the way they speak in the villages. For instance, “Would y...read more
In memroy of my parents, Sara and Kamayes Bublil and my grandmother Chmisa of Bublil
Jews of Tunisia and Libya used to create gatherings of Haggada readings and share in Arabic the tale of Abraham’s journey to his faith in God. For further reading: Nahem Ilan, "A Midrash about the Patriarch Abraham in the Passover Haggadah of Djerba", Sefunot 6 (1992), 167-196.