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The Father: Truth Teller, The Mother: Aya granny, Daughter 1: Najma, Daughter 2: HNK.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Just a few word need to say

Hi
It's me again.
unfortunately The school began last Sunday. And from the first day we went to school the teachers took us a lot of homework. I think they fear that the situations will get worse and we will not be able to go to school again so they want to finish our lessons as soon as possible.

The situations in Iraq and especially in Baghdad is so bad As I said before It's getting worse over the days. Thus, Every times I feel sad I say to my self
"hnk, today is better than tomorrow "
My Sister who is working in the hospital said that they receive a patient who shot while he was sleeping in his house. The bullets passed through the windows and entered his body.
imagine that! You are sleep and bullets enter your body and wake you up. How bad is that?
It's so bad but it's not worse that this story. We heard a bout woman and her two children took a taxi to go to somewhere and they didn't come back. Her family shocked, they didn't know what to do. They don't know if they kidnapped or what? In usually here in Iraq if some one kidnapped, his family will receive a call from the people who kidnapped them and told them how much money they want. But in this state they didn't receive a call or something like that. So know they thought that she and her children maybe are in the American hospital, Her family thought that while she was in the Taxi the American tank maybe shot them and took them to their hospital.
* No body know except Allah *

Last week my cousin was driving his car. The street is three lanes wide, two of these lines were already taken by the benzene queue, leaving only one lane for traffic to be moving in it, so that creates a traffic jam, my cousin is stuck in it, he can't move his car in any direction. Then, an American convoy comes from behind, at high speed, the car behind him is able to slip between two cars from the benzene queue, while my cousin is stuck, unable to move his car, only by a slight turn to the right, but doesn't create enough room for such a big car, the striker never slowed down, it hit my cousin's car so hard it crushed his trunk, and sent his car inside the car in front of him, then went over the central island, in the WRONG SIDE direction, again my cousin hears cars screeching from a far, and bullets fired in the air.
When my cousin told my aunt the story she asked him" didn't the American soldiers said anything when they hit your car?" he said " Yes, they did. They said bye... bye"
I heard worst story about American soldiers entered someone's house and beat and attack his owner and when he reach to the state that he could not move her hand and her legs the American soldiers take a look to his personality card, they said " sorry, we thought you are another guy"
here they said sorry and there they said bye bye. WOW
we were telling the story to our neighbor and he said that he saw American tank in the street and there were cows in front of their tank. The American soldiers stop their tank till the cows move from their way and then they go. The point is we are not treated like the Animals. We are treated worse than that. And where we are treated like that?
IN OUR COUNTRY
OUR COUNTRY

Ok, this is one of the posts which you will be angry after finish reading it. And I know what you are going to tell me " didn't you understand that American came to Iraq to help you" And so on from your words which you write it to me again and again. But I am really don't understand.

I am a human And I deserve to be treated like that.
That's all what I want to say.

Hi
It's me again.
unfortunately The school began last Sunday. And from the first day we went to school the teachers took us a lot of homework. I think they fear that the situations will get worse and we will not be able to go to school again so they want to finish our lessons as soon as possible.

The situations in Iraq and especially in Baghdad is so bad As I said before It's getting worse over the days. Thus, Every times I feel sad I say to my self
"hnk, today is better than tomorrow "
My Sister who is working in the hospital said that they receive a patient who shot while he was sleeping in his house. The bullets passed through the windows and entered his body.
imagine that! You are sleep and bullets enter your body and wake you up. How bad is that?
It's so bad but it's not worse that this story. We heard a bout woman and her two children took a taxi to go to somewhere and they didn't come back. Her family shocked, they didn't know what to do. They don't know if they kidnapped or what? In usually here in Iraq if some one kidnapped, his family will receive a call from the people who kidnapped them and told them how much money they want. But in this state they didn't receive a call or something like that. So know they thought that she and her children maybe are in the American hospital, Her family thought that while she was in the Taxi the American tank maybe shot them and took them to their hospital.
* No body know except Allah *

Last week my cousin was driving his car. The street is three lanes wide, two of these lines were already taken by the benzene queue, leaving only one lane for traffic to be moving in it, so that creates a traffic jam, my cousin is stuck in it, he can't move his car in any direction. Then, an American convoy comes from behind, at high speed, the car behind him is able to slip between two cars from the benzene queue, while my cousin is stuck, unable to move his car, only by a slight turn to the right, but doesn't create enough room for such a big car, the striker never slowed down, it hit my cousin's car so hard it crushed his trunk, and sent his car inside the car in front of him, then went over the central island, in the WRONG SIDE direction, again my cousin hears cars screeching from a far, and bullets fired in the air.
When my cousin told my aunt the story she asked him" didn't the American soldiers said anything when they hit your car?" he said " Yes, they did. They said bye... bye"
I heard worst story about American soldiers entered someone's house and beat and attack his owner and when he reach to the state that he could not move her hand and her legs the American soldiers take a look to his personality card, they said " sorry, we thought you are another guy"
here they said sorry and there they said bye bye. WOW
we were telling the story to our neighbor and he said that he saw American tank in the street and there were cows in front of their tank. The American soldiers stop their tank till the cows move from their way and then they go. The point is we are not treated like the Animals. We are treated worse than that. And where we are treated like that?
IN OUR COUNTRY
OUR COUNTRY

Ok, this is one of the posts which you will be angry after finish reading it. And I know what you are going to tell me " didn't you understand that American came to Iraq to help you" And so on from your words which you write it to me again and again. But I am really don't understand.

I am a human And I deserve to be treated like that.
That's all what I want to say.

Friday, September 09, 2005

Just 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

 

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