So I had this dream about writing a story last night, but I'll never be able to get the story to where I could sell it, so I'll describe it here for you.
The story is about a young boy who lives in Jerusalem. One day, he finds that there is something growing out of the walls inside his house. It starts in his room, and he's embarrassed to see the green shoots sticking out of the corners. So he tears the leaves off the plant and breaks back its stem.
But every day it comes back, and it's a little bigger, so it takes him longer and longer to get rid of. Every morning, he wakes up and starts pruning back the plant. It's an ivy-like plant, it has tendrils and sends runners along the wall while he sleeps. The bits and pieces of the plant he has to tear up create a mess that further embarrasses him and he spends time trying to find places to bury the debris. Eventually, his whole day is consumed by removing and hiding the plant bits, until eventually he loses so much ground that the plant takes over his house and starts producing little pods.
I'm not going to spend time on this story because it really depends on English to have an impact, and I don't think that's respectful to the area. But I've shared it with you. I'm calling it, "Peas in the Middle East."