Κυριακή 10 Ιανουαρίου 2016

Overnight shift. 5/11. A comment in my journal.

Calmness, quiet, people are sleeping.
Ultimate idleness made me feel exhausted.
In the morning we served sandwiches and porridge.
One Syrian mathematician couldn't sleep and came to me for a chat. He told me he was a volunteer in refugee camps for Iraqis, just like us. He told me he was like me. He thanked me four or five times and as I thanked him for his nice words he told me that our smiles give him  hope! 
I teared, I thanked Jesus for the fruit that I can see and went on being idle for the rest of the night...