WAITING FOR ELIJAH
OUTSIDE, IN THE half light of evening, the city of Basra spreads between the two rivers of Iraq. In all the houses where Jews live, we are waiting for Elijah. The prophet lived long, long ago, but at Passover we open the door for him in hopes that he is coming back to bring peace.
Today Cousin Meir and I (my name is Jacob) are studying the Haggadah, the stories about Moses we recite at the Seder table every year. I
