Hope..... I think so.......

The battle raged.  What once had been a beautiful valley now was filled with smoke, covered with blood and rang with the clang of weapons and cries of battle and dying men.   The sun was overhead and the fighting had only gotten heavier when almost on cue from opposite sides the women started to move out onto the battlefield.   Grandmothers, mothers, daughters, sisters, unarmed but with their heads held high were walking steadily out into the midst of the smoke and battle.   It took a few minutes for the soldiers to realize what was happening.    One woman clutched her breast as a red stain covered the front of her garment.  The fighting slowed down.   Commanders behind the lines could be heard berating the men and urging the fighting to continue.   Another woman, an old one, fell to the ground.   A young soldier near the front suddenly cried "mother" and dropped his weapon and ran to a woman approaching from one side.   There were women from both sides moving out into the field, many stopping by a downed soldier, some tending to the fallen women, most moving resolutely out into they
center of the now slowing action.   One by one soldiers on both sides started dropping their weapons.   Commanders berated and threatened but by now the soldiers were abandoning the fight, some running to specific women, some walking off to the side, heads down.   
Word spread of that day, the day the women stopped the battle.   It took some time but the war ended sooner than later, a peace treaty brokered by women.    The mothers and grandmothers finally had enough and had decided to do something about it.  
The above is a story, a fairy tale.   I know of no place this actually happened.   But today, October 7, 2011, three women were awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.   Hope.....  I think so.......