What kids (don’t even know they) know.

Sitting with Bebe on the couch. Flipping through a Time magazine.

“Tomatoes!”

“Yeah! That’s right.”

“Balloons!”

“Yup.”

“Ima!” She points to the photograph of an unidentified woman holding a picture of Arafat Jaradat, the Palestinian prisoner who died while in Israeli custody.

And then she repeats it.

“Ima!”

And points to me.