I was walking with S, Dr. G, and the wife towards a restaurant in the Shida ghetto. We came across two strange ladies who were chanting They were seated close to each other and kept repeating the same thing over and over again. I didn’t see any Buddhist prayer beads or tokens of faith, nevertheless, my mind initially thought that they were Buddhists.
I looked over at S, my eyes full of questions. Christians, she said. Christians? Yes, Christians, she said once again. They are saying the name of the saviour over and over again. Jesus? Yes, Jesus, she said. I said that I thought they were Buddhists. No, they are Christians she said and we continued our walk.