Hello,
Just only a week and I will be free again.
I will finish my examinations next week. and there are many things I want to talk about, there are many things happened which deserve to talk about. But not now. so see you sooon
So Good bye
and pray for me

Mohamad

Who is Mohamed (PBUH)?

The world has never known somebody nobler than the messenger of mercy, Prophet Mohamed (PBUH). His message was an interval break between eras of ignorance and darkness and those of light, civilization and progress. He was sent, a messenger from God sobhanaho wa taala, with certainty. He came carrying welfare and peace represented in his message to all mankind never discriminating between them according to their ethnic origin, color or sex. He concluded that their father and origin are one, and that they are all equal in front of God. Nothing would favor any of them to the other except their faith in God and their good deeds.
This was God’s message to Prophet Mohamed (PBUH) who came in a time when people had gone astray fighting each other over power and money. Prophet Mohamed (PBUH) fought for the sake of the weak and the opressed people whose religious freedom had been confiscated turning them into followers to their tyrant monarchs.
Mohamed (PBUH), his companions, and even moslems who came afterwards fought only for one cause which is not to allow a monarch to prevent people from listening to the voice of certainty. Monarchs who gave moslems freedom to spread their religion, and principles found all respect and peace from moslems. What happened in Indonesia is a live example. The indonesian People were convinced with Islam as a blessing from God then they were motivated from deep within when they listened to the call of certainty without their monarchs terrorising them or ripping off their right to choose their religion.
The Indonesian Islands monarchs did not have to engage into fights since they were understanding and responsible enough to appreciate their people’s right of choosing their own religion.
These wars were inevitable for defending humanity and man’s right to choose his/her religion and faith in a time when nobody in the world acknowledged such right.
Moslem soldiers were not to hurt any of those people simply because they knew exactly the mission they came for which was to defend those people’s rights. Thus, they were much careful to their future whether in their life or life after death. That is why the world had never known anyone nobler than moslem conquerors who were not to kill a child, a woman or an old man/woman.
They were not even to kill those who surrendered to them and gave up fighting and never tortured or killed war captatives. Moslem soldiers never forced anybody to emrabce Islam complying to God’s explicit orders in their Holy Book Quran. Their sole objective was to liberate mankind from all pressures and let go their will to choose freely after listening to the call of certainty.
That was Mohamed’s (PBUH) message and so it still is that there’s no God but Allah and that Mohamed (PBUH) is his messenger and woreshipper and that God had not created man for nothing or carelessly in this life, he rather created him to develop and construct land with welfare and to worship God, and that God will punish those who do evil or wrong on the resurrection day and that every man is free to choose his religion, faith and that God will finally resurrect him.

Just talking

Salaam for all,
First and foremost. The same reasons prevented me from posting last two week.
I was full of exams.
Any way, I am ok now because Aya is here and she will paint the smile in our faces as she always did. She will entertain us with her actions all the day.
I came up with one thing and I don't believe I'm wrong, that no body from my family can stand more without Aya.
I love her so much. I think I love her more than I have to. I sertinly love her more than I was think I'll do, I didn't think that I will love somebody as I do right now.

I am doing well in my school till now, but the next two week will be not an easy.
We will not go to school tomorrow.
Did the day 9-4 remind you of anything??
It reminds me the worse day in Iraq. The worse day that every single Iraqi live.
In the beginning, there were some people who love Us Army and believed that they came to help us but now and after three years passed. No body reach this point and didn't lose someone from his family and some people he love.

Last week, we went to the north of Iraq (to duhuk). We spent a good time there and took many pictures. We took Aya to "Dream city" she refuses to play any game. We tried and tried and she didn't accept to play. We know that she didn't visit a dream city before but we thought that she will spend a good times but it seems that we were wrong.

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Salam all,
first of all, I want to thank every one write a commment or a letter. I read them all but I couldn't find time to answer them.
This week was like others weeks before, full of explosions and examinations.
I did well in my exams this week and my marks is good but I didn't do my French examinations yet, I need your pray, a big big pray.

Believe or not, we went out side home. My father took us to (Al-Sada) I can swear that I didn't been in that place from a long long months.

I was thinking about what should I write in this post. I feel bored from talking about the situations and the danger we pass through, so I want to show you this small essay I wrote before 2 or 3 years. My English teacher asked us before 3 years to write an essay and she returned our essays back this week. All of us were please to read them and laughing at ourselves ( you can't imagin how much our english was bad).

Laugh as much as you like. Now, leave you with my essay:
in the holiday
I was going to the north of irag. I saw the magic nateure when I was it I beleive the comunecatio between the god and people. I felt very excited when I see it. after that I was going to my family house. I felt missed my other family there fore, I was leaving to baghdad. I saw what the enemy destroyed and I saw family after that. I went back to my home and working some things.
the holiday is ended and the school is begining. I am very sad about that.

You have to feel that you are luky because I didn't begin bloging from that time.
My english teacher asked us again to write an essay about any supjects we like. But no body write till now. My friend told the teachers that she couldn't find a supjects to write about it. so the teacher told her to write an essay about how much she suffered to find a subject to write about.

I was searching in the net and I stumbeled at this site.
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I want to write more but I don't know about what should I have to talk about. What do you want me to talk about.
I feel empty and I don't want to talk about the situations nor about the war ( three years of war) because I know I will brust into tears when I will do that.

Nothing important

Hi all,
I am ok, still want to get out from this nightmare.
I don't know what to talk about. I am tired from talking and talking and then ( nothing) . Nothing change in my life. soooooo
I wan to please you with this pictures from my grandparents's garden.
Enjoy your self

two days in hell

Before 3 days our first day in hell started when my mother answered the phone and talked with my aunt. My aunt told my mother that my father's uncle was killed that day by bullets from an American soldier. The police called my cousin who was going to make her engage party in the next day. The police asked her if he know somebody called "s". She told him that she knows him very well and so they told her that he was injured and he was taken to the hospital. My cousine began to cry and yell and told her parents what the police told her. My uncle and his husbend go at once to the hospital and found him died. My aunt's husband told the American soldiers that uncle "s" is an old man in the age of 78 and it was clear that he is not a terror. The soldiers told him that they are sorry.

Uncle " s" didn't die because he was 78 years old, not even because he lived at least 50 years with one kidney. & Not because he was tired of fighting for raising his children after his wife death. Uncle "s" died because An American soldier shot him and he was die in the same date of his brother’s death, the eighth of March.
I didn't cry that day. I was surprised and I couldn't study neither could to sleep as a human. I couldn't do anything; I just sat thinking of what next.....
The next was in the next day....

In the morning we went to school not at the time we use to, because Aya was in a bad temper that morning and she wasn't like to go to nursery.
We reach the school at about 7:45. The windows were broken, the girls were crying and the teachers were in panic. Some girls running, other's talking and the rest are crying. Everything looks strange. My friend Maas was the first one I talked to. She told me that a mortar fell in our school garden.
After then, The police came; some of them went to the roof and the rest in the garden and the school yard. You don’t know how much the girls felt in peace when they saw the police!
They girls who didn't cried before, cried this time. And when we finally helped one girl to feel better and stop crying, the other girl began to cry and so on.

As you know it's not legal to hold a mobile in the school. The teachers are the only one who can hold it. At that time we were all need it especially when the police said that there is a another boom which didn't explode yet. With the help of Allah, we found a girl who brought her mobile with her that day. I used it and called my father, told him the story and asked him to came and take us to the home. I cried when I talked to him because I couldn't stand more against my pain.
My father reached the school and took me and my sister and sunshine to our home.

Add yesterday to these two days. It was also a very bad day. Began with news that my friend’s father died on cancer. And ended with a bombing car in our neighbor.
The explosion was very big that I felt that I died and then returned to life.
And because I am a life. I wite this post.

Without comment

Twinkle Twinkle my darkness life
Let me see the headlines
I am hurting because I am blind

I am sad and I don't know why. Not because I don't find the reason to feel like I do, but because I don't know which reasons covered my life with all this pain.
Every second make me weaker. With all pressures in the school, with all bombs around me I don't know what to do? What to say? . I don't like sitting in my place, watching the people killing each other, cheating each others and fighting each others.

I can swear that this war changes my life 80 -degree. I am 16 years old. I should live the happiest part of my life; I must be a crazy girl doing foolish and stupid things while I am not. I am talking like some one in 35. I feel I am nothing, I do nothing in my life and I going to do nothing.

My friend's brother is too ill. Before 9 days he wake up and he couldn't see anything. He is now blind and he can't speak, he has a headache all the time. He beccme worse and worse each day. The doctors don't know what happened to him. They give him drugs but his body didn't respond with all their attempts. In Iraq there is no hope to survive. They are trying now to go out of the country and maybe they will find an answer about his state in some country.

Have you ever wanted to disappear?
Have you ever wanted to scream?
Have you ever feel that you are being led by something outside your self?....Well, I am


The electricity is better now. It turns on for about 12 hours now. But the generator crashed. so it stil bad to live 12 hours each day without electricity . I lived 20 hours and some times 24 hours without it but I am sick of it. If that's all what can America give to Iraqi people? 12 hours with electricity. So why they come to Iraq?

In the morning I study in the roof of our house. Sun’s light is a good friend to me these day. Najma and me were studying in the roof yesterday and there were many helicopters flew in the air and around our house. Najma's hope that they will shoot us and so we will not have to study because we will be in the heaven playing. That what she said yesterday. But in Iraq no dream come true thanks God. Look! Can you hear the sound of helicopter? It seems that it hear us talking about it.

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a part of my diary life

Hi all,
I am sorry.
I know I am late this time but it's not my fault, I couldn't find time to write a post.
I know that you are waiting to hear from me any news about my marks.
Ok, I get good marks in math, physics, chemist, English, Islamic and Arabic but in biology I get the lowest mark I have ever had in all my life. I Get 81.
In the other hand I get 91 in French, It's a good mark but I need to get 95 in my next exam for not take the final- examination.
During I was answered the questions in Math examination I began to cry because I was feeling afraid and I answered the question wrong and I knew my answer was wrong and I thought that I didn't have enough time to answer it right especially that I write a different numbers. Anyway, There was a teacher who knows how my state usually become in the examinations, she come to me and said: relax hnk relax please, I will bring some water for you, don't cry don't worried, It's ok if you get 99 instead of 100 bla bla bla. her speech make me cried., she always make me cry during the exam. But the good news is that I get 99 in math. :) I didn’t expected that. I didn’t know what my answer was at last..

The situations is still going to be worse. There were sounds of shelling last night, It makes me feel angry, I just wanted to sleep. Some times I wish that I have something for cover my ears whenever I want not to hear the sounds around me. :(

The only think that make me feel happy is Aya. she love me more than Najma I guess. I don't know why all the children usually love me more than Najma. .I make a mistake yesterday when I draw some pictures of cartoon for Aya, she loved my drawing and want me to draw more and I was have to go and sleep. She began to cry, yelling and she was walking behind me and holding a pen and a paper and shouted baby. After a long war between two of us, we went to sleep.


See ya

Email-me

Hi !!

Hello,
Did I mention that I will go to Baghdad and the road is UN safe?
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Well, I think I did.
HEY! Guess what?
I 'm back.
I checked my E-mail and I got Zero new mail. That’s made me feel I'm a very important person. I can change the world in a word.
Anyway
We were lucky that the road was good. But of course I am tired now.
Huh. I missed my bed, my computer, Aya, and the Internet. I was completely out of the world.

Tomorrow is a big day for me. I have to go to school and get my mid_examination's marks.
I am terrified; I am not ready not at all.

The driver who took us to Mosul didn't stop talking about Gas and gasoline problems and about the price of meet. What happened to this guy? I couldn't sleep and I had a headache beside that I don't know what happened to my neck, I can't move it easy, It's hurt me a little.

OK, I will press Publish post now with out checking what I wrote with somebody. Because this body is angry now. I know I have a lot of mistakes but come on who read anyway?

your only hope in this world
hnk

It's my life

Hi All,

Days of my life

The holiday doesn't seem too bad; I went outside the house once so far.
I am sleeping enough, I have enough time to watch TV, I can play with Aya as much I want to.

Yesterday, My friend Maas visited me. It was a pleasure to see her away from school. we talked, ate and watched some Photo Albums. I spent a good time with her.
She was hoping to see Aya, but Aya didn't visit us yesterday.

Aya came today, she is still cute and nice but not all the time, sometimes when she wants to do something she do it without caring if it was right or not. Mam often prevents her from doing whatever she wants and that makes her angry and she begins to cry. And here we have to ignore her as what Super nanny said. That's hard, really really hard. When she cries, my heart begins to cry with her. I can't see her tears, she is too small to carry out all the orders.

Aya found an orange the other day, she was so excited and was trying to peel the orange with her bare hands. Of cource, she couldn't, and so, she started to weep. In a try to stop the weeping, I turned on some music that she likes.. As a result, Aya was both, crying and clapping at the same time.. That was so STRANGE.

My Dad often turns the TV on cartoons for Aya, But it looks like he is used to watch cartoons. The other day, I found myself and my Dad watching Tom & Jerry, while Ays was busy doing something else.

Worries, feeling and needs:
We are going to Baghdad next Friday; I am a little worried about what is waiting for us in the road. I heard from some people that the road from Mosul to Baghdad takes about 10 hours, but I also heard that some people needed 6 hours to reach Baghdad.
So, It's about luck, If there are many American convoys, we will need more time.

I am a little sad right now, I went with my father to take my sister back to her house, we went to the hospital and waited till she finished her work, It was about 6:15. Since many months, I haven't been outside the house at such a late time. The night, the moon, the streets and the people look different. I had a strange feeling. For just a moment, my memories came back, and filled me with happiness especially that the radio was turned on at an Iraqi channel and there was an Iraqi song that I didn't like before today.
Before we reached the house, our neighbour called my father on his cellphone and told him that he noticed that my father's car is not in the garage and he was worried about what kept him late till this hour, 6:30 .

Are you laughing? Because sometimes when I think seriously about it, I begin to laugh with my tears falling on my cheeks.

The problem is not about the time; it's about the water, the electricity and the danger around us. It's about our future and our history.

Many many years after 2006:
Aya will come from her school crying

• - why are you crying my dear Aya?
• - I didn't do well on my history examination today
• - why?
• - the question was about the name of the leader who lead Iraq for 20 years till the occupation. It's a hard question; I don't know his name. wahhhhh wahhhhh wahhh.
• - *confused*

Al salam alykum

Good morning every body,
Finally I finished my Mid-year Examinations. Yesterday I took my last exam, which was biology. I didn't get well on it as I wished but Alhamdulilah.
For about 12 days, I didn't get enough sleep nor enough rest. I was weak mentality and psychology.
From the first days of my examinations the generator was out of use. So imagine!
How could I study without light? My dad went and bought us types of rechargeable light. Without them I don't know what was gonna happen to me. Especially that the electricity is still turn on for 4 hours per day.
The next problem we faced is the road jam, most f the days the bridges were closed; the situation was bad as usual.
Some day when we were in the class doing our exam, Sound of explosion was heard. After while we heard sound of shooting near from our building. The teachers didn't know what to do. They asked us to get down our head and stayed in our place.
As I said before day after day the situation is getting worse. And I am still in the middle of this circle

I have many things I want to talk a bout, I will write a new post too soon because I am in the holiday now.
bye
hnk

Just talking

Salam to all
I have cold from yesterday. When I went to school yesterday, every body saw me ask: are you sleep?
I am walking and moving, how could I move if I was a sleep.
Anyway, first course the teacher didn't come but we got our marks ticket. My marks is good except in French as I told you I have a big big problem with it.
I thought that we are a stupid girls therefore each one of us pronounce the word in a different way. But it seems that the problem is not on us. After trying 5 teachers I saw that each one of them pronounce the word in a different way. Every one have her own French. Good ha??

Today Aya and her mother visit us at lunch. Aya was too cute as usual, she seems that she love me more than Najma and that's a good point. She sat on her own chair, took a sight of the food.
She didn't accept mam fed her, she want dad fed her and no body else And that was good because Dad usually finish her food before all of us but now with all what Aya make him do he finish with us. As I said dad was feeding Aya and in the same time Aya was feeding Mam and she was too excited. I don't know what was going with us if Aya was not born.
Tomorrow I have an English exams, it's a strange exam, the teacher will read an paragraph twice and then ask us a few questions about it. We called this exam listening competition.
It's an easy exam but it's need you to fox an that's hard.

Good bye now
see you soon
hnk

Happy new year

Happy new year every body,
I hope this year will be a happy year for all people all over the world. I hope in the next year we will have a real freedom that we were and still dream of.
like all years before, 2005 came and went without making any change to the better. I feel eager for making a change in this world and for making a change for my country at first but here in Iraq dreams is just a dreams and never come true. Some times I feel full of power and sometimes I feel weak, with all explosions and all the violence around me, no body can ask why you feel such a bad feeling. Take Aya as example, when this little girl, who is 1 years old feel fear from the loud sound of explosions she ran towards the nearest person from her, she uplifted her hands and start beating.
I don't think so this baby know what is violence mean, but surely she realizes that this is not from angel's charity.
we are in the middle of winter. The weather in Mosul is cold we wear all the clothes we can wear and stay able to move, the water is too cold therefore when we want to wash our face we have to put some water on the heater(HEAT IT) and then use it. One of us carry the vessel which have hot water on it and pour it to other's hands.I took some picture for you. this are some of our heater that is widely used in Iraq. Aya was too confused that I was took this heater a pistures and not took a picture for her, she surely thought that I am crazy :)

Aya visited us today, and with all the red clothes that her mother dressed, she looked like Santa Claus.
Because we don't have electricity most of the times during the day, we can't depend on electric heaters. In our best state, we have an electricity 4 hours every 24 hours. But some times the electricity turn on for only half an hour.
last week when the electricity turn off. My sister Najma hurt herself when she hit her fore head with some furniture which was an electric heater. I am sure that she didn't use this heater yet this year. Anyway she shout for torch light and said that she is bleeding from her head. At that time me and my parents were sitting in the living room and there weren't any torch or any type of light near us, at that moment,all what we could do is to tell her to be patient till we find one.
well, thanks Allah that she didn't hurt too much.
Do you know that life with light is too much easier than life without it, you can't feel happy for having something till you live without it. In Fact I didn't live a day in Iraq all my life with continuous electricity .
The problem is with our homework, we have to finish it while we have a light. The Generator of our neighborhood have a program, it's turn on at 5 pm and turn off at 12 am. When the fuel is Available

I get good marks in my last examinations but I still have a big problem with my French. I have the least marks between my friends in that subjects. I really need a help so If you have any thing that you think it could help me please send it what ever it was, site or song I don't care.
I want to help myself

Oh my God. Did I wrote all that ???
be serious! Did you read all that??
thank you for reading
And happy new year
yours
hnk

Just talking

In this moments I am a little optimistic as un usually, I was reading my sister's blog Najma
who wrote a lovely post about my niece Aya and that's make me feel happy because Aya make me happy always.

we stopped going to school from 2 days and that helped us to have a rest in our house, watching TV, listing to the music and doing the things that the normal people do.
Today I woke up at 9:30 .Aya waked before me and all the family except Najma who always late.
I took my breakfast and go to study Biology. I have biology exam next Sunday, physics exam nest Monday, mathematics exam next Tuesday. Biology exam is our exam number 7 and so as mathematics exam. But physic exam is our sixth exam.

well, you can say we went to school for getting exams, teachers in our school love to test the student. But that make us tired, I don't get enough sleep nor enough time with my family.
some teachers feel how much we were tired but they didn't do anything, they sat over there telling us how much we look tired as some one in the age of sixty and telling us about their high school and how their teachers were treated them " we were ... We were..... We were" they don't get it that our times is not like their times It's seem that they still living in the past.
Any way I didn't like school before.so how can I like it now?

I discovered that I am a strong girl, yesterday something fell behind our big bookcase, anyway I tried to push it and get the thing. well, I did that but I couldn't push the bookcase again and placed it to it's usuall place. Anyway, today my mother asked my father to do that instead of me, she told him about the story and he gazed at her and said" hnk pushed it?" she answered yes, he said" alone?", he turened to me and said " you push it alone?"
I said "yes dady "
he said " how could you?"
I said " I am your girl" :)


After two days It's will my mam's birthday, I didn't buy a gift for her because of the curfew but I will try to cook some sweets for my great mam.

See you soon I hope and till that time
Good bye
hnk

I survived till this moment

Boom...
Yes, I am a live.
I am writing,In case you thought you will not have to read my blog anymore, not hear about my un normal life and not be aware of the bad, terrible and un acceptable situation. I am back

well, Our life is like a ball And you are the player that led the ball into the way you chose.
last 30 days I was feeling pessimistic,bad, angry and afraid. there are somethings around me that might make me a braver day after day. explosions and bombing cars that I used to and not be afraid of them anymore.
But there are another things I am afraid of, somethings you don't know.

Today I am better than any day before I am laughing and smiling for the sillier things. I get my mark in french examination and I get 42-60 *bad mark* but when I saw my mark I began to laugh. he he
In usuall life If I get 90 I cry. But I think there's something in the air today.
there are always something in the air like hydrogen, nitrogen but In Iraq there are also sadnogen and crynogen and many many gases.
Ok I know I am silly today, I always said words bigger than me. but I am really feeling bad this month, I just want to shout at loud as I can, I want to smash the ball I am in And I want to stop writing this post.
But....
I said that I will write a post before I lost my mind.
I did it..
successfully...
without calling the tear into my face...
And I spent half an hour writing this podst but the electrisity go to it's home and I waited for a while till the generator turn on so I continued writing the post.
what a huge post I wrote.

Il faut prendre une risque


Salam
hnk

I reseive a several question from Najma.this questions she reseive them from another blogger and she sent me a copy and I will answer them and send a copy to another blogger and so on>
so this is my answers:

Seven things I plan to do:
1-Read Arabian night stories.
2-start anew blog in Arabic.
3- work on my english language.
4-try to write a book about my life.
5- memorize Al Quraan.
6- fast every monady and thursday .
7- returs painting and writing poem.

Seven things I can do:
1- spend 10 hours crying
2- spend all the day cooking in the kitchen.
3- pretend to be listen to Najma's daily story.
4- think of 5 different things by momrnt.
5- spend 7 days without internet conection.
6-spend an hours imaginating.
7-eat a peace of food that entered Aya's mouth before I ate it.

Seven things I can't do:
1- spend a day without thinking about Iraqi people life.
2- believe America.
3- decided what I do want to be in the future.
4- go out side home alone.
5- go with my family out side home at 11 am.
6- don't say " Oh my God" when I see Aya.
7- stop eating.

Seven things I say most often:
1-Good!
2-Najma.. wake up!!
3-I hate school.
4-Mom,this is the first time you cook a tasty food like this.
5-Al-salam alykum
6-sorry, do you forgive me? are you angry? ( every times my parents cried to me).
7-I miss Aya.

Seven people I want to pass this tag to:
1- maas
2- David
3- R

Al salam alykum:
Last night I slept like a baby because I don't have school today and I was not worried a bout my homework and my exam.

yesterday my friend and I decided to not go to school today because :
1- we didn't know how bad the situdation will be today.
2- We don't have an exam today.
So from this hour till monday I will not see the light of the moon. It's not hard for me anymore. I used to be in house 24 hours by day. Some times I began to think about my life and how much it's change such as : in the past my dad came back from his clinic at 10:00 am. but now he come back from his clinic at 7:30 at most. when he was came back home we were waited him to go out and enjoy our night. But now after 8:00 Am you can't hear the sound of feet.
It's something I can't believe it and when I think of it I start laughing, a few days ago I was talking to my mam about this subject and laughed like crazy.
My sister whispered to my mother and ask her about what is going on. they both looked fear that something happened to my mind.
you need to laugh sometimes unless it's hard to.


I am not sad right now but I am not happy too.
I am not pessimistic, I am not optimists and I am not satisfied.
I don't feel anything and I don't expect anything either.

I want to do something I don't know what it is.
such to talk to some one..
so how are you?
what is going on with you?
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ok ok ok ok I don't mind to write ok 100 times
so I will not.
ok? bye

اكتب في مدونتي هذه باللغة الانكليزية ظنا واعتقادا مني ان كلمتي ستُسَمع في العالم الغربي ويكون لها صداها. ولكني كنت مخطئة. ولماذا كنت مخطئة ؟ هذا هو السؤال المطلوب...
عندما تكتب عن حادث تعرض له احد الاقارب من قبل القوات الامريكية و تكشف فظاعت العمل الذي ارتكبوه وهو صدمهم لسيارته وهو داخلها كانت ردة الفعل الوحيدة من قبل المعتدين انهم اشاروا له بايديهم يعني " باي باي"
عند كتبك للموضوع يرد عليك احد المعلقين فيقول لك ان تاشير ايديهم يعني انهم يعتذرون عن ذلك وهذا شيء متداول في امريكما ان التاشير باليد يعني انه اسف.

وعندما تكتب عن الاسلام انه دين التسامح يظهر لك احد المعلقين انه دين الارهاب
وعندما تكتب عن الافعال الشنيعة التي يرتكبها الامريكان في العراق يقولون لك انهم اتوا من اجل مصلحتكم ويتلون السطور بكلامهم الساخر didn't you got it that they come for you, for helping you!
وعندها يذكرون لك انهم قظوا اتعس ايام حياتهم في 11 من سبتمبر حيث انهار برج في امريكا.
انهار برج في امريكا و انهار بلد كامل وهو العراق . اي فظاعة هذه التي عاشوها؟؟؟
مئة والف مئة برج لايعدل بلد كامل... ان كان لدى العرب شيء من الارهاب فان امريكا هي مصدر الارهاب.
بالفعل سأمت كلامهم الفاضي وحججهم الواهية . فعندما ذكرتُ لهم ان حارس المدرسة قد قتل برصاصات الامريكان اجابوني انه عليَ التاكد من هذا الكلام فلربما المصدر الذي سمعت منه الخبر غير صحيح لانه وحسب ما قالوا انه يوجد جماعة تروج كلام عن الامريكان غير صحيح.
وعندما ذُكِرَ لديهم ان الامريكان قد اطلقوا النار على مرأة حامل تحججوا وقالوا انهم اعتقدوا انها تخفي قنبلة تحت ردائها ولم يتوقعوا ان تكون حامل.
وعندما اصيب احد المارة بطلق من قبلهم حين ادخل يده في جيبه كانت الحجة انهم اعتقدوا انه كان سيرفع السلاح في وجههم.
وعندما قلنا ان ما يبعثه الله لهم من اعاصير هي عقاب لهم اجابوا بنعم ان الله يعاقبهم لانهم سحبوا القوات اليهودية من قطاع غزة.
عندما رفع الطفل الفلسطيني حجارة في وجه اليهود اطلقوا عليه اسم الارهابي. وعندما رفعوا اسلحتهم و ادخلوا دباباتهم الى عقر دارنا كانوا دعاة للسلام.
أيُ كلامٍ هذا... ايُ حجج... ايُ اعذار

عارٌ على زمَنِ الحظارةِ ايٌ عار
هل صار ترويعُ الشعوبِ وسامَ عزٍ وافتخار؟
هل صار قتلُ الابرياءِ شعار مجدٍ وانتصار؟

اخر ما لدي لاقوله
اللهم فاشهد

Talking

HI ALL


After I visited Syria and Jordan and saw how the people out of Iraq live, I can't understand why people like you passed times reading my blog while they could do many many things to enjoy themselves.
After whatever I saw, I knew that you deserve a big Hi in the beginnings of the post.
It's really mean to me that you are reading these words.

Do you know what the cute funny things that mum said when we went to one of Syria's city and saw how much the natures there are so beautiful? She said "they cheated Bush by setting up the war on Iraq"

The strange things there in Syria, that you can see women wear a little peace of clothes And there were another women near by them don't show anything from their bodies. They walked side by side and even together.

someday We were in a shop and we heard a loud sound so we disturbed. The owner of the shop asked " you are Iraqi, ha?"
Poor people like us who get used to hear the sounds of bombs and explosions all the daylong can't habituate themselves to the normal sound.

Really strange how much our countries are close but they are too different. There is no safe word in our life dictionary in Iraq. But in Syria if you put your bag somewhere on the street, you will find it in the same place after a week.

Safety and peace are the most important things to me. So let me feel them!
My Mum said that she didn't saw me laugh and smile like I did in Syria.that's make me think of my past life and how was it!

Every day, from the 15 days we spend them out of Iraq we didn't came back to the hotel unless we bought a gift for Aya. You know how much we love this baby and how much it's mean to us.
I feel sorry for her that we didn't celebrate her first birthdayBut because my grandfather is fine now, that's ok for me.

We bought babies stories for Aya. Every days I should read one for her I make her see the pictures and I say this is cat and this is dog and so on and I say the cat said "meow meow" and the bee said "bezzzzzzzz" And she really like what I did, and she laugh at that and smiled and her 4 teeth appeared and make me feel a good feeling. And for keeping this smile in her face I have to re-read the story again and again and again till this smile don't mean to me so, I quit and stop reading.
Some times I wish the stories didn't discovered, and on the other hand, I thanked God there are something called story in this planet.
It's strange how much Aya kisses the story all the day and she refuse to give us a kiss.
Story..Story it's her only love.

Good bye now
hnk

I 'm back

hi all,
I was in Syria for about 12 days and then I went to Amaanfor two days only and I returned back to Iraq before three days.
I couldn't write last days because I was too busy.

First of all, when we were waiting in one of the check-point I ran towards my dad, one of American dog bark I stopped running but I falled on the ground and I twistted my ankle. My ankle swelled and became blow, my trousers tore and I looked awful. The American soldiers felt sorry for me so they bandage my ankle. Anyway It was the first good thing I saw that American soldiers do.

As I said I went to Syria.Syria is a beautiful Arabian country. I didn’t see a beautiful country like it before. I didn’t visit any country before but it was enough for me to see it. I also dreem of living on it. Syria’s people are so kind and cute, I f you talk to one of them you can feel in love and you just want to hug this persone.It's a nice country and it have a nice people too.
I advice you to visited it some day.

Before two days my mom called her parents and my grand ma told her that my grand father is sick so my mother go suddenly to Baghdad to look after him and see him. And she call us today and said that he is getting better and he is fine .


Here is some picture we took it when we were in Syria:

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