The morning call to prayer
Well before dawn one morning, I awoke to hear the sound of a call to prayer. As I turned on the light on the radio to see what time it was, I felt for a split second as if I had awoken somewhere in Indonesia or the Middle East and not Catholic East Timor. Where was it coming from I wondered?
Upon waking I told Daniel about hearing it and he too had likewise heard the call. We guessed that it must have come from Dili’s Muslim mosque in Kampung Alor which borders Ai-tarak-laran. Living in different parts of a city gives one an opportunity to experience its diversity, no matter how small that diversity might be.
Upon waking I told Daniel about hearing it and he too had likewise heard the call. We guessed that it must have come from Dili’s Muslim mosque in Kampung Alor which borders Ai-tarak-laran. Living in different parts of a city gives one an opportunity to experience its diversity, no matter how small that diversity might be.
Category: Timor-Leste (East Timor)
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