no war any more

i was in saudi arabia with my family, we have anice house and many thing that i like there. it was abeautiful country although myt dad was sick and we were not rich nor poor... we live asimple life. after i was 10years my dad decide to go back to my country to my home that i love and while we travel on the border between gaza and west bank my father die.......... nothing can clarify how i feel and how i watch my mum and my brothers cry. all the palestinian workers told us that he is good but we know that he die because he suffer from kidney failur. allah bless him. and then we back home to the place that my father built to live in peace and love. we back alone without my father... i always remember him he dreams to do many thing but all of things were gone unfortunately..... any way life is good with all of its meaning and i love traveling so much its too interesting and we must enjoy in it, its agood oportunity to travel and to change our mood to abetter thing......