"Not long ago I was out with a patrol on a “knock-and-talk” operation, visiting Iraqis in their homes to give and get useful information. We happened upon a large house situated across from a small mosque. I knew it was a mosque because I read the Arabic sign above the door and recognized the loudspeakers rising above its roof.
Some children were standing in the entryway to the house’s courtyard, and they looked a little apprehensive as our Humvee pulled around the corner. As I exited the truck they moved away a bit and ducked back inside the courtyard, but still well within sight and hearing. I wanted to show them they had nothing to fear so I quickly shouted an Arabic greeting. That turned them around."
Midnight in Iraq
Not really sure how comfortable I am with this, I guess sometimes it is better not to know some things. Now I wish I didn't know anything.
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