Chapter 37 face the child every step of the way

After bidding farewell to Jericho, head north and soon arrive at the famous West Bank of the Jordan River. There is no water in the Jordan River. There are some green plants in the center of the valley, and there are barren mountains and fields on both sides. Apart from barbed wire fences, there are few signs of normal life along the way.On the contrary, there are some houses at the foot of the high mountain in Jordan, but I don't know if they are private houses. The barbed wire is so dense that it seals off the ground, and even snakes cannot crawl through it.Military vehicles often appeared on the side of the road. When the soldiers saw our jeeps, they all greeted us, thinking that the military observation team had come again.In fact, we don't even have a license plate, just afraid of being observed by them.

There is a big checkpoint ahead, and we are once again worried about the car's license plate.Several soldiers asked us to stop, put their heads into the car window responsibly, looked at the situation inside the car carefully, and then let us go. They forgot to look at the license plate. So, we entered the Golan Heights. The highland blocked our road at first, a long mountain wall, brown and yellow, occasionally green, not much scenery; when we gradually climbed up, it became an undulating slope under our feet, with military barracks and gun carriages , tanks, and green trees. In many places, there is a triangular yellow card, stating that there are landmines, and weeds are overgrown there.

As we walked, we had already entered the separation zone between Israel and Syria. It was getting late at this time, and several vehicles crashed into a heavily rolled barbed wire gate and were unable to pass.Looking up, it says UN only, which is the outpost of the United Nations peacekeeping force. After passing the pass, it is Syria. No one was seen on the outpost. We really wanted to take pictures of this pass, but the light was too dark, so we had to turn on all the headlights of the five jeeps and shine them directly. It was like daylight for a while, and the two cameras started at the same time.It was a very dangerous thing to think of. If a sentinel hidden somewhere saw this strange sight and couldn't figure out what was going on, he might shoot us.

Dr. Jacob shook his head confidently and said: No.The guards of this pass are Austrian officers and soldiers, who must be drunk and sleeping now.Once I touched the watchtower and couldn't wake them up, so I picked up their guns and fired two shots before they woke up. We laughed, thinking that Jacob must be bragging, so we didn't make it difficult for him to touch the whistle and fire the gun again. We just went down the mountain at night and went to sleep in a hotel. I woke up early this morning and still couldn't let go of the Golan Heights. I felt that I didn't see anything clearly last night, so I should go again.

First went to the gate where the lights were turned on last night to shoot, and saw a mighty sentry standing already.When we asked, it was indeed from Austria. Jacob winked at us mischievously, meaning I wasn't bragging, right?But none of us asked the soldier if he was drunk last night. Then we climbed to a high place and could have a bird's-eye view of the surrounding area. Unexpectedly, there were already many visitors there, and it was a scenic spot.What attracts the most attention is the ruins of a city that was destroyed by contemporary wars. The broken walls are clearly visible, unfolding in a kind of contemporary apocalypse, making it impossible for all contemporary people to avoid their eyes.

I moved my eyes to the distance, and suddenly thought that behind the mountains in the north should be Gibran's hometown. The poet of love, I was fascinated as a teenager.I wonder if his cemetery is in good condition? After getting off the Golan Heights, our party drove to the southwest again to visit Nazareth, the hometown of Jesus.After Jesus was born in Bethlehem, he fled to Egypt with his family, and then returned to Nazareth to spend his childhood and preach there when he grew up.There is a Church of the Annunciation in Nazareth, which commemorates the news that the angel foretells the imminent birth of Jesus to the Virgin. It is magnificent and novel.

The church has been completely rebuilt to combine the historic with the modern.Instead, what is brought out in modern times is the original form without decoration to set off the exquisite and mottled historical sites, so that people can understand that in the realm of perfection and love, ancient and modern, literary and wild, high and low, it is easy to get along with each other. Believers from all over the world hang mosaic icons in the cloister on the right side of the church gate, indicating that it is not only different times but also different spaces that can enjoy each other. Groups of elementary school students came to worship at the door of the church, wearing snow-white uniforms, singing melodious hymns all the way under the leadership of the teacher.This is not surprising. It makes people's eyes bright, and what can't stop watching is that the teacher is backwards and stepping back step by step.They faced the children with smiling faces, opened the way for the children with their backs, and the crowd around them also made way for them.

I really don't want to believe that sooner or later these innocent and lovely lives will have to endure the suffering of ethnic disputes.The previous generation should be like these teachers, instead of exalting their own narrow beliefs and taking wild steps for children to follow, but in reverse, facing the children every step of the way, and retreating step by step.As long as you face the children, everything will be easy to handle. On October 27, 1999, stayed overnight at Nof Ginosar Hotel by Lake Galilee