Mom, Why Are You Crying? - Yoland Chango - August 1982

Yoland Chango

On one sunny, spring day as all of us girl and boy scouts were returning from a field trip to some of the ancient sites in Lebanon, our buses were stopped. A soldier climbed each bus to tell the drivers to take a different route around the city of Beirut. "But why, what's happening?" asked one of the bus drivers . "No time to explain . Just take the children home and fast," demanded the soldier. After a long tour around the city, we finally arrived home. My mother greeted us as if she had not been expecting us to get home safely. My brother and I told our parents about the trip, the huge stones we saw and the dark, cold caves we visited. Then they told us the bad news - this had been the last trip we would be able to take for a long time. - Information Supplied By: Herbert W Armstrong Library