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