Chapter 11
Usama walks through narrow, mud‑filled streets, listening to street vendors hawking meat, fruit, and especially a bread cart shouting “Fresh bread! One pound a loaf!” An elderly man with a red fez inspects a loaf, rejects it, and mutters that the bread is left‑over. A well‑dressed young man confronts the seller, demanding to know the bread’s origin. The seller defensively claims it is “just bread” and deflects the accusation that it is “inside” (i.e., Israeli‑made). The young man points out the Hebrew letters on the loaf, calls it stale and a disgrace, and the seller retorts with a tirade about the hypocrisy of “working‑inside” jobs, recalling personal shame, and accusing the young man’s class of exploiting Palestinians. The argument escalates with spittle, threats, and the seller finally takes the loaf back, shouting about free bread and the complaints of different customers. Usama watches, feeling alienated and angry, and reflects on his family’s suffering, especially his brother Nuwar’s illness, and the broader occupation.
Later Usama enters Haj Abdullah’s grocery shop. The proprietor, a kindly older man, greets him warmly, offers seats, and repeatedly insists Usama sit. He showers Usama with hospitality, offering rice, sugar, smoked fish, coffee from Aden, and praising his family’s lineage. During the conversation Haj Abdullah laments inflation, the difficulty of buying goods by the pound, and the resentment of “inside” workers who demand higher wages. He describes a low‑earning laborer who wants three hundred pounds a month and complains about rising prices. The shopkeeper praises his son Bakr, who runs a coffee‑roasting business, and mentions other sons Aref, Rushdi, and their future prospects.
While Usama is seated, a young man named Basil arrives with books, shyingly greeting Usama. They exchange brief pleasantries about studies. Haj Abdullah, shifting topics, complains about a group of boys who loiter by the shop discussing politics—from Dayan to Sadat to Arafat—worrying they may turn to trouble. He mentions his youngest son Hani, a “rascal,” and expresses fear that the boys could be arrested or drawn into conflict. He asks Usama for news abroad and whether war is imminent. The conversation circles back to the boys’ endless talk, the presence of patrol cars, and the possibility of a future uprising. Basil interrupts, defending that the youths also study, and the three youths smile. The scene ends with Usama gathering his purchases and leaving the shop, still immersed in the layered frustrations of daily Palestinian life.