Shindagha: A Short Sojourn

15 On our right stood a tall square building. “And what is this?” I inquired. “That’s the sheikhs’ Square (fortress),” she replied. Before us, the vast sea stretched out, and as we reached its edge, I exclaimed, “A sea... Where’s the ferry?” My grandmother and Ghanim laughed. “Look at those buildings at the far end of the sea; that’s Shindagha. We live there,” she said. “How do we cross this sea?” I asked, bewildered. “This area is called al-Ghubaiba (“tidal flat” or “mudflat.”) When the sea rises, it

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