Wednesday, December 22, 2004
It's eight o'clock in the morning , I know I should be at school, but the bridges are closed and there is a curfew .
At about 6:45AM, we heard plenty of bullets and explosions, I was checking my information because I have a history examination. My sister called us and said, please don't go to school. By then, we didn't know that the bridges are closed. But when we know we decided not to go to school and we began to call our friends and relatives and tell them not to go out from school or work.
So, I will not go to school, I will not take a history exam, huh.
Yesterday, I was unlucky in my examination *ooof* My marks are not good like the years before, any way I did my best and I understand the lesson and that's enough like my father said" I should not care if I have a bad mark when I understand the lesson"
I read this poem and want you to read it
When I Say...I am a Muslim
When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
I'm not shouting " down with Christians and Jews."
I am whispering "I seek peace,"
and Islam is the path that I choose.
When I say. . . I am a Muslim,
I speak of this with pride.
And confess that sometimes I stumble,
and need Allah to be my guide.
When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
I know this makes me strong.
And in those times when I am weak,
I pray to Allah for strength to carry on.
When I say. . . I am a Muslim,
I'm not boasting of success.
I'm acknowledging that Allah has rescued me,
and I cannot ever repay the debt.
When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
I'm not claiming to be perfect.
My flaws are indeed visible,
but Allah forgives because his followers are worth it.
When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
it does not mean I will never feel pain.
I still have my share of heartaches,
which is why I invoke Allah's name.
When I say. . .I am a Muslim,
I do not wish to judge.
I have no such authority
My duty is to submit to Allah's all-encompassing love.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Now I am in the home but I wrote this word in the school and now I type it, I know you must wonder why I write it in the school before typing it ? coz I don't have time to write in the blog till the week end.
I am so sad these day coz I don't get well in my examination, because we have 40 minute to answer about 4 question and they are long hard questions. But in the other side I was completely understand the lesson but I don't know what happened to me in the exam, I can't believe that was me who write this wrong wrong answer, and in the history examination I write the question rung so as my answers was wrong, I feel I am a fool, but in fact I am clever, I feel some times that I am clever more than the girls in my class but that is not my feeling after an exam because I all ways did a fool mistake but that is not change the situation " I am special" right? Tell me how many girls in this word her name is hnk? No body? See? There is no girls her name is hnk, and I am a girl, So that mean my name is not hnk.
about my friend's news: yesterday my friends" let's call her Mary" was crying when she reach the school, and I asked her what happened and she said she saw a died man in front of the door of her house and she was the one who opened the door and she was the first one saw him, and she began to shout so as her uncle came and covered him ... My other friend tell her" that's ok, you saw a died man in front of your house but I saw a died man without head , and another man only have a feet" , I know that's scare but it is real, and the more scared that I heard in the news that they founded 14 died men in Mosul " I don't know if the man that's Mary saw him was one of them, but it is still scare" .
yesterday at about 4:30 we heared a loud sound of boom near from our house, So the tank of the American came around the neighbor and one of them stop in front of our house, We called my father in Mobile and tell him not to come to home now coz they shot all cars cross them, my father used another road to come to home , he could reach the house behind our house but he could reach our house as I tell you, so he cross the wall using a steer and reach a home safe finally .
Thursday, December 09, 2004
I was so busy in the examination this week did well on them but not like I should did.my sadness increase day after day. I didn't have enough time to sleep more than 7 or 6 hours every day, and I don't have a good time when I sleep because my nightmares.
But in the other side I felt that I was sleep all my life and now I waked up and opened my eyes to this world abeutiful word!! Impossible to live in.
I know I should do something to my country but I don't know what it is and how can I do it alone without any help FROM IRAQI PEOPLE, there is saying" you can't clap using one hand. And that's right ... So that let me wonder,what should I do?
My friend was so upset last days because there were plenty of explosion near from her house , and the widows of her house broken, and when she stopped talking about that, another girl from my friend reach the class and started talking about what happened near from her house and she said that the Americans destroyed the mosque in her neighborhood. They were both sad.
about the exam I had 3 examination today. When we was wrote our answers in the exam,We heared a big Bomb. and because there is plenty of bomb and bullets when we were in the school, the master of our school tell us that we shall be at school from 8 o'clock in the morning , and we shall back home at 12:15
I don't want you to share my feeling this week because I don't feel good.so I will stop now.
so bye bye
PC: are you happy now"jeff"?
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Saturday, November 27, 2004
OK, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.Now I can write the post,
Today we went to school after 17 days from staying in home, I saw my friends and they are also good but they were felt sad like I did, they didn't Stop telling me a scare story happened in the last days.
We went back to home at 12:30 and after that I had my lunch and after that I do my home work and have a good time with my family after my dad finish his work, that's all what I have today...
see you later with my strange blog
Thursday, November 25, 2004
today like every day in Iraq" No electricity ,No fun, , and No peace" there are just" explosion, destruction and more of accident killing".
believe me I don't go out of home for along a long time, that's Ok there is a good news" maybe I can go to school next week" .Any way now and after 34 hours without electricity I feel cold, the winter came suddenly. I thing that our school will look like this in Saturday.
the best thing in this life that your family is always being with you and support you in your life, when I came back from school, I be tired and when I meet my family my feeling being better and my face change from a sad face to a happy face. I don't know why I write about family but I thing that because yesterday I was so sad and I don't know how my uncle know about that, then he talk to me like a brother not like uncle " I don't know how a brothers talk to their sisters because I don't have brother, are your brother talk to you like your sister do, I hope there is a deferent
good bye now and see you later
Monday, November 22, 2004
when Aya's grandfather was killed, he with one of his neighbors were coming back home walking because at that time there were a lot of fire shooting in the area and the americans closed the roads leading to their house. The place in which he got shot in was an opened area and there were no shelters to protect them from fire, there was a shop near by, the shop owner asked them to enter his place till the fire stop but he refused probably because he was worried about his family, he continue to walk, infront of him about 100 m away there was an american stryker, it was in his way home . the American soldiers who were in that stryker shot him in his thight, the bullet cause a severe bleeding, and he fall on the ground , his neighbor and the shop owner tried to take him to the shop but the american soldier shot them, this happen every time they try to bring him to a save place to stop the bleeding , when the fire calm down they took him to a save place and put a bandage over the wound which was bleeding, but they couldn't find a car to take him to the hospital at the proper time, and he died in the way to the hospital from the bleeding. In the hospital they told his family that the bullet has cut the "femoral artery"..
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
I read all the comments that you wrote, some of them hurt me, some of them made me nervous, some of them let me cry, I don't know should I believe you or not. I know that you are looking for my happy, and you wish the best for me. But I am really tired.
In fact I can't understand what you wrote. My father advice me not to write about political situations. That because I am still young. So I will change the kind of subject that I write it.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
this post I write it, and the other post I wrote it can be the answer about her questions,that time I can answer her that I did some thing about that, I do what I can do in thats time, I wrote in my blog what is going on in Iraq, how did iraqi attak by american soldiers.
yesterday afew meters I could walk it and reached the door of our home and met one of the american soldiers. one of these could be happend.
1- he killed me.
2- or I killed him.
I feel sick today, this is the third day of al Eid-al futor, and I don't feel that we are in Eid yet, We didn't get out from our home exept yesterday when we went to my aunt's house which is near from our home.
Monday, November 15, 2004
there are many comments and letters I receive it say that I am not Iraqi and another one say that I don't deserve the freedom that the American take it to
the Iraqi people and my view of the war is rung, and I should change it.I tell you what, no body in this word can know what I feeling.
I respect your view of the American soldiers because that is not you who is:
every day the sound of bullets prevent him to sleep.that is not you who is every day the sound of bombs wake him up.that is not you who heard the sound of rocket fall on and he don't know if it will fall to his house or his aunt's house or his grandfather's house.that is not you who saw tank and many American soldiers in front of his house, and that is not you who is the American soldiers prevent you to get out from his house, and if he did simply they kill him.that is not you who heard the sound of bullets and looked from the window and saw that the American move in and there is a car which door opened and there is a blood in ground of the street and you want to get out from your house to help her driver coz you know that he is wounded and need your help. I tell you what, I don't like my life too.
and at least I am a human too, and I have feeling, and I love to be a free person.
that let me remember this poem which said:
am I free and unrestrained or do I walked in chains
do I led myself in this life, or am I being led
am I the one who is walking on the road, or this is the road that is moving?
or we both standing, but it is the time that is running?
I wish I know,but
I don't know
Sunday, November 14, 2004
I don't meet my aunts and uncles since 30 days ago.
I know that you don't believe me but never mind I can't believe that too.
I put on my new clothes and stay in my home writing this silly post.
what a beautiful day!!!!!
I need to do this
Saturday, November 13, 2004
I didn't go to school from Tuesday. Because the situation is so bad, Thank you America for your help, You made my life more difficult than it was, more worse than it was and more scared.
I should ask you a question: what do you do if some one entered your house with out permission?, "enter by force"?
Tell me what do you do?
I will be a lier if I tell you I can't sleep last night because I was so sad, the truth is I can't sleep because the Americans was bombards our neighborhood.
What should I say, I have so many things I want to write, but I can't.
Till when we must follow what the America says? Till when we should follow their orders ?
Who is America? Ha???
We have the oldest civilizations, We have oil, And we have the capability to rule our selves.
We don't need America to decide our future, We don't need it anyway.
I respect the American people who is not with the war, I respect the American people who love Iraq and want the peace, I respect the American people which my parents talk to me about. ( My parents lived in America 20 years ago, and they admire American people, but not those people who came to Iraq, not them, My parents was surprised when they saw American soldier's character)
Tomorrow is a holiday it will be Eid al_ fitr,because your help I we'll stay in home all the day. And don't go any where. You know why of course
if you didn't offer your help, tomorrow can be one of the best days in my life.
But You help me ... you help every body in this word to destroy their own countries.
But believe me it's time to help your self.
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Here I am, write to you again, in spite of the bad situation around me...
yesterday when I heard that boush won and the American soldiers will began to attack al_faluja, I began to cry and I couldn't stop, and my head ache me, So I went to bed without finishing my homework as should I do,in the morning when we went to school there was check point, That give me a little moment to look to the book and check my information, When we were in the road to school, One of the girls who is with us in this taxi shout" oooh look at our school, it is not there"
We look to her and wonder" what she is talking about?" that is not our school, That is one of many building that Americans destroyed it in the war.some times you feel that you are not in the same area that you lived all yor life.
Today we went to the shop to found clothes for me while Najma and my father went to the dentist ,anyway that was after the school so, I was so tired and my leg ache me now, there is saying that when your legs ache you that mean you will being tall :) thats good
yesterday one of our teacher gave her son to the lesson, and that was terrible, He took all the pens and pencil from the girls and He don't stop from jumping and running about the class,our teacher shout to him but he didn't stop, the teacher try to continue the course but the girl's eyes looking at the boy all the time.
today I had a chimist examination, and the quition was So hard, and the girls began to cry but I didn't.I felt that it was easy, but when I saw that the girls cring and said that it was so hard, I felt that I didn't get well.
I didn't check the answer with my friend till now but I know that I had a small mistake, thanks god anyway.
this is some picture my father took them when he went to egypt.
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
Today was a normal day in the school. I had an exam and I did ok, I had A French lesson, and I couldn't understand what the teacher said. I was absent-minded all the time. I know that is not good but what can I do, I heard the sound of bombings and bullets so that I couldn't understand.
When I say" today was a quiet day that does not mean there is no bullets or something like that, when I say today was a normal day that does not mean there were no explosions,because if there were no bombings, it's not a normal day.
It is easy to learn the English language, because my parents and my sister can help me. But in French, no body can help me.I really have a problem with French, I can't pronounce anything correctly. And it is so hard to write something in french, there is one word that has 12 letters!!
These days I have a big grief, every night I have a nightmare, my nightmare today was: our taxi driver who take us every day to school kidnapped me and najma, and took us to somewhere dark......
I will write to you again
wait for me
Monday, October 25, 2004
the situation became worse and worse, every day I said that the life can't be worse but I found that it could. my friends tell the girl who sit beside her that if she killherself no one will ask her why?.........
am sure that there is no one from you can live one day in Iraq.
in Iraq there is no " happy" word in your dictionary, not now.
when I look to aya I hoped that her future will be better from ours, and this quetion ask about itself do we have a future?....... I cry and cry and cry but what? what will happen after that, I can't change the situation if I cry or not .
as you know we are in Ramadan month and we don't have enough rest, especially yesterday there was helicopters throw plenty of rockets , grenades and plenty of things in the same area that we were.
you should look to us when we were in school, our school should put on the garbage, and we don't have a good time in school . We have" kipps" story in the English, this story wrote in 1905
the story is there is one boy his name is kipps live with his uncle and aunt, he want to be a salesman and he went to the folkeston to be the salesman, and the had unhappy life there , he love ann who went to another city to work a maid for a rich family. This is all what I know about this story till now ..(the writer is H.G Wells) .
today mass"my friends gave me a beautiful thing. In the first I tell her " this is so nice , I will write in my blog that you gave me it if you do??" so they gave me it, but not for this reason ofcours.
p.s: najma is busy now, so I wrote this post without any help" I mean there are plenty of faults on it, sorry of my bad language
hnk, who will go now and leave you alone
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Tomorrow I have a poem written by omro'o al-kais, I think you've heard about this great poet,
مفر مكر مقبل مدبر معا كجلمود صخر حطه السيل من علي
Sunday, October 17, 2004
Friday, October 15, 2004
قالوا اعطنا عينات من مواضيع التعبير التي كتبها ..
فقال المدرس على سبيل المثال :
اكتب موضوعاً عن فصل الربيع ..
" فصل الربيع من اجمل الفصول في السنة ، تكثر فيه المراعي الخضراء مما يتيح للجمل ان يشبع من تلك المراعي ، والجمل حيوان بري يصبر على الجوع والعطش اياما ، ويستطيع المشي على الرمل بكل سهولة ويسر ..
ويربي البدو الجمل ، فهو سفينة الصحراء ، فينقل متاعهم ويساعدهم على الترحال من منطقة لاخرى .. والجمل حيوان اليف ?. الخ.
ويستمر الطالب في التغزل في الجمل ، وينسى الموضوع الرئيسي ...
فقال المدرسون قد يكون قرب موضوع الربيع من الجمل وارتباطه بالرعي هو الذي جعل الطالب يخرج عن الموضوع ..
فقال المدرس : لا خذو على سبيل المثال هذا الموضوع الذي طلبنا من الطالب ان يكتب عنه ..
اكتب عن الصناعات والتقنية في اليابان ..
" تشتهر اليابان بالعديد من الصناعات ومنها السيارات ، لكن البدو في تنقلاتهم يعتمدون على الجمل ، والجمل حيوان بري يصبر على الجوع والعطش اياما ، ويستطيع المشي على الرمل بكل سهولة ويسر .
ويربي البدو الجمل ، فهو سفينة الصحراء ، فينقل متاعهم ويساعدهم على الترحال من منطقة لاخرى .. والجمل حيوان اليف ..
قال المدرسون هل هناك موضوع آخر فقال المدرس كل موضوع يبدأ فيه لنصف سطر ينتهي بصفحات عن الجمل ...
وهذا موضوع بعيد جدا عن الجمل ..
اكتب موضوعا عن الحاسب الآلي وفوائده
الحاسب الآلي جهاز مفيد يكثر في المدن ولا يوجد عند البدو لأن البدو لديهم ( الجمل ) والجمل حيوان بري يصبر على الجوع والعطش اياما ، ويستطيع المشي على الرمل بكل سهولة ويسر .
ويربي البدو الجمل ، فهو سفينة الصحراء ، فينقل متاعهم ويساعدهم على الترحال من منطقة لاخرى .. والجمل حيوان اليف ?
تقدم الطالب بشكوى للوزير بعد ان طلب الوزير التحقيق في الموضوع فكتب الطالب في خطاب الشكوى :
سعادة وزير التربية والتعليم ..
السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته
اقدم لمعاليكم تظلمي هذا وفيه اشتكي مدرس مادة التعبير لأني صبرت عليه صبر الجمل ، والجمل حيوان بري يصبر على الجوع والعطش اياما ، ويستطيع المشي على الرمل بكل سهولة وقد سماه البدو سفينة الصحراء فهو ينقل متاعهم واغراضهم........الخ)
Thursday, October 07, 2004
yesterday my English teacher ask us: what is onion mean in Arabic?, and I answer it's mean زيتون ( olive) and she said wrong answer, I went back to our house and tell my mother and sisters about that and when I say that my teacher ask us what is the onion mean in Arabic Najma said as loud olive ,thats moment I looked at her and said: now I know from where I take this wrong information...
in fact I don't used dictionary too much, because I have Najma.. :) it is realy good dictionary.