behead placard - pru gowards comments, page-88

incase you missed this .... could this be?

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> Two Middle East mothers are sitting in a cafe chatting over a plate of
> tabouli and a pint of goat's milk.
>
> The older of the two pulls a small folder out of her handbag and starts
> flipping through photos. They start reminiscing.
>
> ''This is my oldest son, Mujibar. He would have been 24 years old now.''
>
> ''Yes, I remember him as a baby.'' says the other mother cheerfully.
>
> "He's a martyr now though." the mother confides.
>
> "Oh, so sad dear...'' says the other.
>
> ''And this is my second son, Khalid. He would have been 21.''
>
> ''Oh, I remember him,'' says the other happily, ''he had such curly hair
> when he was born.''
>
> ''He's a martyr too...'' says the mother quietly.
>
> ''Oh, gracious me...'' says the other.
>
> ''And this is my third son. My baby. My beautiful Ahmed.
> He would have been 18 '', she whispers.
>
> "Yes," says the friend enthusiastically, ''I remember when he first
> started school...''
>
> ''He's a martyr also,'' says the mother, with tears in her eyes.
>
> After a pause and a deep sigh, the second Muslim mother looks wistfully at
> the photographs and, searching for the right words, says . . .
>
>
>
> "They blow up so fast, don't they?"