The day the Canadians took over Maadi

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When the second Gulf War broke out, we were living in Cairo, Egypt – specifically in a small suburb called Maadi. Many of the consulates were based there, including the Israeli consulate. It was very scary walking past there – Mossad agents look just like they do in TV programs. Westerners and other expats flocked to Maadi for the housing, situation and the Cairo American School.

Despite all the fear of the first few days, I was highly amused by how many Canadian stickers suddenly appeared on local cars. Were they really all Canadian or were they wussy ‘mericans? I stand out like a sore thumb anyway so there was no point in pretending I was anything other than American but I wasn’t stupid enough to shout it from the rooftops.

Even funnier, in my eyes, was that would be terrorists didn’t really care if you were Canadian or American. We all sound the same, don’t we, eh? I did think it was remarkably negligent that the American school had bright yellow school buses that stood out like a target.

On a more serious note, I feel so sad for all the innocent holiday makers that died on the Russian charter plane leaving from Sharm el Sheik. It is a lovely resort on the Red Sea that in happier times was incredibly popular with Israelis, would you believe? Russians and Europeans took advantage of the inexpensive vacations in a beautiful place.

Security is always high in Cairo International Airport but terrorists often look for softer targets which this would have been. RIP.

Letters from Cairo, A Kindle Book by Kerry Duncan

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20 thoughts on “The day the Canadians took over Maadi

    • Terrorists really don’t care who they hit. When I was growing up it was Protestants and Catholics killing each other and other innocents. We have a remarkably capacity as humans to love and hate in equal measures. You know this from your fabulous knowledge of history! K x

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  1. Hi Kerry,
    There are generations in the U.S. that know nothing but war time, terrorism or war by special forces. They have learned how to participate in life, how to exist under an umbrella of fear created by outside forces and at our own hands. Not to put a cloud of gloom over this thread/conversation, it’s sad that we [all nations] have worked towards or out of the all to familiar complacency, have allowed so many young people to live in a world, never to know what PEACE feels like. So… I see two choices, either sit in the fear [used as a weapon, it wins] or as you did, walk amongst it wth the street sense of caution and through it. No one has been given permission to take our right to feel joy away. OK, the end.

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    • I absolutely agree with the sentiment ‘walk among it’ and when people queried my living in a war zone, my reply would be that almost certainly I was going to die of cancer or heart disease and not terrorism. Living in a third world country certainly puts life in perspective – live in the moment and don’t make generalizations about religions, cultures or faiths.

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