When the enlargement of the voice began to convey the statement of the governor of the state as he reads the text that declares loyalty to the new land, men and women came standing and their voices rose from behind it and with the emotions of the phrases of the division. And I heard the voice of my mother, getting stuck as if she was suffocating and turned to her, so I saw her emotional white face, and it became crimson like someone who raided her fever. I extended my hand and grabbed the hand of Mama, while the crowds put her hands on her hearts and cheer with the national anthem: (O Lord, save America .. He ran the Plus America), and the voice of the Iraqi lady was a futile, my mother, is the only cacophony who is in Arabic: (forgive me, my father. Yaba forgive me). American granddaughter, a novel from the heart of the event. It is the story of Zina Behnam, the granddaughter of a colonel in the Iraqi army, whose country left a teenager and returned to it after the American invasion, translated into the ranks of the occupation army, and she does not know most likely that her brother in breastfeeding is fighting with the "Mahdi Army".
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