I asked the owner/worker if he spoke English or French. He indicated no. After getting our food, he figured out we were Americans. Then he wouldn't leave us alone. In broken English it was...."I'm Syrian, but I'm Christian." Then he kept making the sign of the cross. "Muslims crazy. Blow up kids, strap bombs on kids. Crazy. Me Christian."
Strangest thing. Then "I love America". And he wouldn't shut up. Seemed genuinely excited to have Americans in his place (again, we were way off the beaten path). Wish we could have communicated better, because he seemed like he had stories to tell. Almost like he was embarrassed of his country, and again, couldn't stop professing his Christianity. Just a really odd experience.
Over the past four years, I’ve come across a number of Syrians like the guy you described. I think the bulk of Syrians that came (probably 90-percent) are respectful people and they view this ‘second-chance’ in life as a positive thing.
The other positive feature that you tend to notice with Syrians is that they are family-orientated.
Great story. God bless this man and his family.