This book was written by an Israeli author in her native language of Hebrew.

Samir and his family are Arabs and live on the West Bank. Samir has been raised to hate Israelis and his family blames the Israelis for his brother’s death. Samir shatters his knee in a bike accident, and the only place equipped to treat him is a Jewish hospital. Samir finds the hospital staff kind and while in the hospital he shares a room with 4 Israeli children. One of the children, Yonatan, becomes Samir’s friend and together they share time and a journey.

I had high hopes for this book, but it never really grabbed me.