When a young boy, his mother, and his sister arrive at a refugee camp to escape the war in Afghanistan, he finds some comfort in the beauty of the carpets he is learning to weave.
The Roses in my Carpets is a story about hope amid adversityIn 1992 I went to Peshawar Pakistan and visited my Afghani refugee foster child named Kareem, to whom this book is dedicated.
It was a meeting I will never forget.
I took many pictures of Kareem and his family and there was one picture in particular, that touched me.
In this picture, Kareem's older brother is sitting huddled, with his knees drawn up to his chest, and his hand to his mouth.
There is a haunted look on his face. I wrote this story because of that look on his face.
During the production of this book, Ronald Himler, the illustrator, asked for any photographs I had of Kareem and his family to use as reference.
I sent him some, including that picture of Kareem's older brother.
It is amazing that Mr. Himler picked up that same look of vulnerability and transferred it to the main character of The Roses in My Carpets.
It's the second picture in the book, and it still sends chills down my spine.
This book is a labour of love.
It is based on the story of a refugee foster child, and so I have pledged half the royalties I receive to refugee children all over the world.
With the advance, I sponsored three children in total. One child in Bosnia, and two from Afghanistan.