Geography... just Geography

Irgendwo in Baghdad oder einer der umliegenden Provinzen:

A teacher was talking to her very young charges about Iraq in her geography class.
"Beautiful traditional orchards with citric fruit trees shading the lush greens planted between them; tall palm trees forming a high canopy protecting the trees from the sun. You can see some sun rays penetrate through the canopy to cast a beautiful twinkling light upon the ground. It is so cool and healthy; very many kinds of birds live here, including the famous nightingale that sings with the angels.
Not far away, the stream flows slowly, very slowly because the ground is very nearly flat. Its water is sometimes still elevated to the fields in the olden way of the water-wheel; and the sound of water trickling can be heard all day long. Otherwise it is very quiet.
The families..."
One of her young students starts crying quietly. "What is it Yasmeen? Why are you crying?" asked the teacher.
"Please Miss Hanan; can you take us to Iraq?? Please? It sounds so very nice and quiet; much nicer than here."

Inside Iraq ist ein Blog einer amerikanische Zeitung, in dem irakische Journalisten anonym ihre Texte veröffentlichen.