The coming of Ha-tim

He was very quiet that first day. He examined the Blocks, the paints and balls and toys. . . All the wonders of a young child just come From a small village in Europe. He played alone, was drawn again and again to the Toilet for young children. The mystery of water re- Sponding to the touch of a bright handle drew him. One who had known bomb-choked rivers, wells dry Under a merciless sun. Still he spoke no word. One day when his new mother came for him he led her To each child. In a gentle voice, each name perfectly Spoke, he introduced, ''Joshua, Melanie, Alex, Jen- Nifer, Robby, Craig, Areielle.'' As they turned to go, he smiled and said, ''Now home.''

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