Habibi
“Rafik and Liyana dressed one of the sleeping chickens in the henhouse in a brocade tunic Liyana had sewn especially for her, from a wide silver and burgundy scrap her friend Bilal had given her. They imagined what it would be like for Imm Janan, their landlord’s sleepy wife, to discover her hen wearing a lavish robe, as if she’d been crowned queen at midnight.
Liyana had had a hard time sewing the thing so the hen’s legs could poke out where they needed to. She even “fitted her” once, in the da...rk. Rafik wanted Liyana to sew a bonnet as well, but she thought that might be a little much.
The hen mumbled cozily in their hands. Liyana said, “I hope this won’t give her bad dreams or anything.” Once the robe was tied on and the hen’s legs came through the bottom, she rippled her body back and forth, as if to see how much she could still move. Did she think it was a new suit of feathers?
They photographed her with their mother’s flash camera, which seemed to upset her more than the dress did.MoreLess
Liyana had had a hard time sewing the thing so the hen’s legs could poke out where they needed to. She even “fitted her” once, in the da...rk. Rafik wanted Liyana to sew a bonnet as well, but she thought that might be a little much.
The hen mumbled cozily in their hands. Liyana said, “I hope this won’t give her bad dreams or anything.” Once the robe was tied on and the hen’s legs came through the bottom, she rippled her body back and forth, as if to see how much she could still move. Did she think it was a new suit of feathers?
They photographed her with their mother’s flash camera, which seemed to upset her more than the dress did.MoreLess
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