Diana Abu-Jaber said this quote
“ Who am I? she snaps. I am America, Israel, England! What am I doing? She waits another long moment, her eyes shining. I'm shutting up and listening. She draws the last word out so it hisses through the air. I am the presidents, the kings, the prime ministers, the highs and the mighties—L-I-S-T-E-N! She spells the word in the air. The woman who made the baklava has something to say to you! Voilà! You see? Now what am I doing? She picks up an imaginary plate, lifts something from it, and takes an invisible bite. Then she closes her eyes and says, Mmm... That is such delicious Arabic-Jordanian-Lebanese-Palestinian baklawa. Thank you so much for sharing it with us! Please will you come to our home now and have some of our food? She puts down the plate and brushes imaginary crumbs from her fingers. So now what did I just do? You ate some baklawa? She curls her hand as if making a point so essential, it can be held only in the tips of the fingers. I looked, I tasted, I spoke kindly and truthfully. I invited. You know what else? I keep doing it. I don't stop if it doesn't work on the first or the second or the third try. And like that! She snaps the apron from the chair into the air, leaving a poof of flour like a wish. There is your peace. ”