Music Should Not Be Censored in The USA

Being open minded is one of the most important attributes for a person to have in order to be successful in life. It promotes tolerance and acceptance, and rids society of hatred and biased. Sometimes we do not like what we hear, but we should listen anyway, because as we have the right to say something, so do others. If you are that close minded that you can not tolerate what you are listening to, you shouldn’t listen to it, but to force others not to listen to it as well is just absurd. Artists have the right to say whatever they want, and people should have the right to listen or not listen to it. During the course of history, people have progressed and advanced through art and music, and to censor the arts is retrogression. Music censorship goes against the First Amendment, it affects society especially the children, and has various bad economic effects as well. Music should not be censored in the USA, because everyone has the freedom to express and control themselves.
“Oh America, land of the free.” The USA is founded on freedom, all types of freedom, as established in the First Amendment “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press, or the right of the people to peacefully assemble and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.” The First Amendment guarantees all Americans freedom of speech, and no one should have their right taken away from them for any reason. Music is considered a form of speech, and to have speech censored is a direct violation of the First Amendment. Music is also a form of media, and to censor media goes completely against the First Amendment. Americans have freedom of religion, so if an artist sings about aethism, his music shouldn’t be censored, because of its effects on the Christian community. It is the artist’s right, and if people do not like what they hear, then they should not listen. Voltaire said it best when he remarked, “I disapprove of what you’re saying, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.” We might not like what the artists in the industry today are saying, but as long as they are on US soil, it is their right to say whatever they want. The founding fathers of the US assembled the constitution around the ideal of freedom, and by promoting music censorship we are retrogressing. Music censorship goes against the laws of the USA, for music is considered an art, and there are certain laws set up to protect art from censorship. “Censoring the music in this country would go against everything America is all about. People should be able to choose what they want or don’t want” ( www.joesessays.com ). If music censorship is permitted, what will stop the government from censoring art, television, or even books? In this day and age, people should have the right to say what they want.
Those who support music censorship argue that children are easily affected by music containing obscene lyrics, but is music censorship really a form of protection? ‘Our children should live in a world where they can have clear views of both sides of life’ ( www.msu.edu/~kimheej3/musiclyrics.htm ). They shouldn’t live in a world where they only see the positive side of life; if they do, they will experience an extreme shock when they enter the real world. Life has its ups and downs, artists sing about its ups, and they should be able to sing about its downs as well. Life includes sexual misconduct, murder, abuse, and rape. Those who promote music censorship think that by censoring the lyrics talking about these problems they are getting rid of them. The best way to protect our children is to educate them. Through schools, fliers, and even organizations, we can help the youth understand the problems faced in society and come up with helpful solutions. But to censor out the problems as if they do not exist is not a solution; it merely is denying the presence of problems. Our children should know that society has its faults, and we should teach them ways in which to deal with them. The answer is not to cut off the things we don’t like in life. That is not a good example for children to follow, because they will think that they can cut out the unpleasant things in life. Music censorship is unnecessary, for the RIIAA has put out voluntary, uniform labels (Explicit Content) on albums with blunt lyrics. By legalizing music censorship, the government is taking away the responsibility of parents. Parents should be more involved in their children’s’ lives. Parents should censor the music their children listen to if they don’t like it, but the government shouldn’t prevent others from listening to it and artists from expressing themselves. They should be making the decisions for their children, not the government.
“A lake which isn’t flowing and is limited is polluted easily unlike a flowing river. Although a flowing river has to suffer from wild waves, to undergo the suffering is better than to be contaminated and die” (www.msu.edu/~kimheej3/musiclyrics.htm). Music is like a flowing river, it sometimes consists of obscene lyrics which are like wild waves. To experience these waves is better than to not experience them, for you will be contaminated with the poison of denial and die. To experience all the aspects of life is better than to live an artificial life. Life resembles a flowing river, for it contains waves. A river that does not flow does not resemble life at all. Music censorship promotes authority over others. The important thing today is the individual judge not the authority judge. Individuals should control themselves, hence censorship authorities have no right to judge and control others. By imposing their rules on others, censorship authorities are controlling the freedom of artists. The thing people seem to forget is that music doesn’t create problems, it merely reflects them. Whether or not music is censored, problems will not disappear from society. Lyrics are often misinterpreted and people do foolish things. The artists are not responsible for the unwise things that others people do. Tupac did not tell the seventeen year olds to shoot at police officers, they did it out of their own will. These people should be put in medical establishments, and not be out in public, for they are the real threat to society, not the music. “The press make easy prey out of musicians. Not caring if they ruin the artist’s reputation at all” ( www.angelfire.com/co/Tinsil86/musiccensor.html ). People do foolish things out of their own will, not because of music. The Columbine Shootings were said to be influenced by Marilyn Manson’s lyrics, but people seem to ignore the fact that the murderers had psychological problems. They were not regarded as ‘popular’ in their high school, and they committed their horrendous felonies out of their own free will, not because they were told or forced to do so by music. Those arguing for music censorship say that statistics prove that crime has been on the rise after the formation of gangsta rap. ‘In truth, rise in such reports are more likely to be caused by the growing awareness and new willingness for victims to come forward’ (Page, 35). Music that talks about crimes has led to the growing awareness of them, and probably as a result of this growing awareness, more people report the crimes committed. If indeed crime is on the rise, public policy should not be made in times of chaos. Rappers are not to blame for this rise in crime; parents should have control over their children. By blaming the artists, society is just pointing fingers. They are just looking for easy answers, because they can’t deal with the horrid truth. Those who argue for censorship say that music with obscene lyrics leads to moral collapse, but in reality, when art is being limited to someone’s will is more dangerous than moral collapse in society.
Music censorship has bad economic effects. The PRMC (Parents Music Resource Center) hit rappers/rock stars so hard, that some artists had to make two albums. They had to make the original version, and an edited version. The recording of one album is very costly, let alone two albums. “Wal-Mart, as well as Camelot Music Chains, sell only the edited versions of albums” (www.angelfire.com/co/Tinsil86/musiccensor.html). Wal-Mart has become the largest distributor of music in the USA. Wal-Mart has banned many albums it found inappropriate, by censoring in this way, it wields great power in determining an album’s success. For example in 1997, Wall-Mart as well as K-Mart banned Prodigy’s new single, “Smack My Bitch Up”. By doing this they really disrupted the success of the single. Artists are just trying to make a living, by censoring their work, you are robbing them of their deserved income. People should have the right to spend their money freely. They should purchase what they like, the government should not tell people what to like.
Music should not be censored in the USA because everyone should be their own judge. It directly opposes the First Amendment, it affects children by permitting them to pursue an unrealistic life, and it has various bad economic effects. Music with explicit lyrics do not lead to the deterioration of morals in society; music merely reflects the problems evident in society today. Everyone is in charge of their own actions and they should be able to have complete control over their lives. The fight against music censorship does not promote the usage of obscene lyrics, but it is merely a fight for freedom. Free yourself from the oppressive nature of music censorship and fight for freedom.

Samar Al Ansari
Grade 10.3

Pro Music Censorship

It is every American’s duty to protect his/her country. Protection comes in many forms, you can protect your country physically, mentally, and spiritually. Music in the U.S.A. these days has been very tasteless and containing extremely obscene lyrics. Music is a beautiful art that has been ruined by hateful lyrics of songs heard today. These vulgar lyrics are not only of bad taste, but they affect everyone who hears it as well, thus music censorship should be legalized in the U.S.A. It is a form of protection; we are protecting society and mainly our youth. Music with obscene lyrics should be censored in the USA because it corrupts society of all moral values.

The First Amendment, Freedoms of Religion, Speech, Press, Assembly, and Petition states that: “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press, or the right of the people to peacefully assemble and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.” It is undisputable that the First Amendment guarantees all Americans freedom of speech, but the fight for music censorship is not about taking away freedom of speech. It is about the protection of society and all its members. According to the Communications Decency Act in 1996, the First Amendment does not protect music. The First Amendment states that people peacefully assemble when they have problems with the government and what have you. Today people are contradicting the First Amendment and singing violently and tastelessly about the problems they face with the government, as shown in some political songs, instead of assembling peacefully and dealing with their problems. With their songs they are brainwashing innocent minds, and creating an even bigger danger to society. Freedom of speech is a privilege, and with every privilege comes responsibility. Some artists in the industry today cannot handle the responsibility of freedom of speech. Artists abuse this privilege by carelessly ‘speaking their minds’ and distribute their immoral values onto others without thinking about the severe consequences that follow.

The fraction of society most affected by the obscene lyrics found in some songs today are the children. Children are at a very naïve age, in which they are very impressionable. They are at a ‘monkey see, monkey do age’ or in this case, a ‘monkey hear, monkey do’ age. ‘The twelve year old murderer, Mitch, who was behind the Westside Middle School shootings in Arkansas, was said to be influenced by gangsta rap, according to a teacher in Westside Middle School, Debbie Pelley’ (www.geocities.com/musiccensorship). Mitch was heavily influenced by rap music, and frequently talked about murder and violence. We must protect our youth, and thus protect ourselves from the outbursts of violence influenced by obscene lyrics. The “explicit content” label on albums with vulgar lyrics does not serve as protection. It is an inadequate label that is the only source of information available to parents. Regardless of the number of restrictions put on albums whether adequate or inadequate, music is easily obtainable, and our youth lay unshielded from the ugly voice of vulgarity. Parents can only do so much, and it is impossible for parents to be fully away of the type of music their children listen to. Therefore it is our duty to censor music that has proved to affect children to a great degree.

Not only does vulgar music affect children, but it affects the society as a whole. Platinum selling rapper, Tupac Shakur, has been in trouble with the law and public since his first album and even now after his death. “In 1994, two 17-year olds shot some police officers and said they did because they heard it in Tupac’s music”(http://www.digitaltermpapers.com/, Does Rap Music Cause Violence?). Artists should realize that people look up to them, and that they are regarded as role models in peoples’ lives, and that what they do affects and influences many people. The Columbine High School Shootings which shook the USA, were said to be influenced by the tasteless music of flashy rockstar Marilyn Manson. Lyrics of Manson’s music include: “I hate the hater, I’d rape the raper…..Hey victim you were the one who put the stick in my hand…Let’s just kill everyone and let your God sort them out”. As Hitler pointed out, through repetition comes control. When songs are heard over and over again, especially songs like Marilyn Manson’s, the ideals of the songs are being imprinted in the minds of the listeners, and thus practiced by them. Studies have shown that teen violence, suicide, drug use, and sexual activity have all been on the rise after the formation of gangsta rap. Does it not make sense that the catalyst promoting these standards is to blame? Music is supposed to be beautiful, but instead music with explicit lyrics is leading to moral collapse. What is a being without his standards and his principles? People are walking down the streets singing along to tunes praising such ideals as rape and murder.

Music censorship has various economic effects as well. The “explicit content” sticker is merely a marketing strategy used to promote the CD. When people see that sticker, it captures their attention, and they feel compelled to purchase the album. “The RIAA (Recording Industry Association of America) does everything with marketing strategies in mind”(www.geocities.com/musiccensorship). Their main concern is profit, and not the vulnerable youth of tomorrow. Have you not noticed that the songs that top the charts are the songs containing indecent lyrics? This is the direct result of the RIAA’s marketing strategies. The youth, being the largest portion of consumers, are targeted and manipulated into purchasing albums of explicit content.

Music with obscene lyrics should be censored in the USA because of their destruction of moral values in society. Children are being heavily affected, as well as society, and marketing managers are showing the children that life is all about money, which it most definitely isn’t. Once again, the fight for music censorship does not include robbing citizens of their freedom of speech. But there should be laws set up that protect society from these unwanted lyrics. The “don’t like it, don’t buy it” adage does not work in society today, for music of all types is heard everywhere without peoples’ consent. Please help us sew back the fabric of morals in the quilt of society.

Bibliography

1. Leo, John. Censorship, Opposing Viewpoints, San Diego: Greenhaven Press, 1990.

2.www.crwl.utexas.edu/~bandollar/courses/spring98/students/fabfive/procensorship

3.www.msu.edu/~kimheej3/musiclyrics.htm

4. http://www.digitaltermpapers.com/ (Does Rap Music Cause Violence?)

5. Microsoft Encarta 2001, CD-Rom, Music Censorship.

Samar Al Ansari
Grade 10.3

If You Go Away by Terry Jacks

If you go away on this summer day

Then you might as well take the sun away

All the birds that flew in a summer sky

And our love was new and our hearts were high

When the day was young and the night was long

And the moon stood still for the nightbird's song

If you go away

If you go away

If you go away

But if you stay

I'll make you a day like no day has been or will be again

We'll sail on the sun

We'll ride on the rain

We'll talk to the trees

And worship the wind

And if you go I'll understand

Leave me just enough love to fill up my hand

If you go away

If you go away

If you go away

If you go away as I know you must

There ain't nothin' left in the world to trust

Just an empty room full of empty space

Like the empty look I see on your face

Can I tell you now as you turn to goI'll be dying slowly 'til your ?

If you go away

If you go away

If you go away

But if you stay

I'll make you a night like no night has been or will be again

I'll sail on your smile

I'll ride on your touch

I'll talk to your eyes

That I love so much

But if you go I won't cry

The good's gone from goodbye

If you go away

If you go away

If you go away

To listen to this song click on: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aazaieIk-4M

Quote

"To live in hearts you leave behind is not to die"

By : Thomas Campbell

In :The Hallowed Ground

You Are a Star

Dear daughter, I hope you know that you are a star
When you were alive and when you went afar

You continue to shine in so many people's hearts
A star that keeps glowing after it departs

Precious daughter, I wish I could bring back yesterday
To tell you all what I wanted and yearn to say

Although I told you "I love you” so many times
I still feel it needs to be repeated like chimes

You went, my darling, without saying goodbye
Beloved daughter, all my life for you I will cry

I was with you on every occasion since you were born
And accompanied you in each step, removing every thorn

However, the moment you were chosen by God to leave
I was not there with you, for that I will always grieve

Although I held you after and washed you with my tears
I wish I was there then to calm your last fears

I talk to you every second of my night and day
And ask the Lord to bless you every time I pray

I always imagined you to be part of my tomorrow
Instead, you left me darling, immersed in deep sorrow

Randah R. Hamadeh, 2008, Copyright©
Written in loving memory of my daughter, Samar Ahmed Al Ansari

Seasons in the Sun

Lyrics of Seasons in the Sun by Terry Jacks

Goodbye to you, my trusted friend.

We've known each other since we're nine or ten.

Together we climbed hills or trees.

Learned of love and ABC's,

skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.

Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die,

when all the birds are singing in the sky,

Now that the spring is in the air.

Pretty girls are everywhere.

When you see them I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.

But the hills that we climbed

were just seasons out of time.

Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me,

I was the black sheep of the family.

You tried to teach me right from wrong.

Too much wine and too much song,

wonder how I get along.

Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die

when all the birds are singing in the sky,

Now that the spring is in the air.

Little children everywhere.

When you see them I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.

But the wine and the song,

like the seasons, all have gone.

Goodbye, Michelle, my little one.

You gave me love and helped me find the sun.

And every time that I was down

you would always come around

and get my feet back on the ground.

Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die

when all the bird are singing in the sky,

Now that the spring is in the air.

With the flowers ev'rywhere.

I whish that we could both be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.

But the stars we could reach

were just starfishs on the beach

Click for the song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfm-17pu6SQ

SAMAR's Dietary Motto

A moment on your lips

A lifetime on your hips

Letter of Introduction on Music Censorship

When I was first informed about the controversial topic project, I was instantly reminded of a favorite subject of mine, politics. This made me rather interested in the project, and I found myself putting a great deal of effort into it. At first, I decided on the controversial topic of polygamy, and I even began researching it. I was interested in polygamy because I have always been appalled by the tasteless act of plural marriage. The fact that I was so against it made it rather hard to be neutral and write two papers on the subject: one promoting it and one against it. Also, I couldn’t find enough information to support my arguments. After a hectic period of researching, talking to friends, and being in an utter state of confusion, I finally settled on music censorship. It really interested me because frankly, I love music. To me, music is more than beautiful, and I spend most of my days listening to music either on my I-Pod, or in the car, or watching music videos on television. Freedom of speech is still not existent in my developing nation, and I am aware of freedom of speech in the First Amendment of the US constitution, so my controversial question was: Should Music Be Censored in the USA? As the days progressed, and I got more into research, I found myself very drawn to my topic, and very interested in anything concerning it. It no longer was a hassle for me; I was quite enjoying searching as well as writing my papers. Before all the research, I knew very close to nothing about my topic, and now I feel so much more informed to the point where I can sit and debate the opposing view points of my topic. After numerous days of brainstorming and staring at a blank computer screen, I was finally able to write two balanced opposing papers on the controversial issue of music censorship. This project was rather tiring, but I really do feel that it was worth it. I am extremely proud of this portfolio, which basically contains all the work I did for this project, and I will cherish this experience for many years to come.

Samar Al Ansari
Grade 10.3

Please Be Gentle

Please be gentle with me for I am grieving.
The sea I swim in is a lonely one
and the shore seems miles away.
Waves of despair numb my soul
as I struggle through each day.
My heart is heavy with sorrow.
I want to shout and scream
and repeatedly ask “why.”
At time, my grief overwhelms me
and I weep bitterly,
so great is my loss.
Please don’t turn away
Or tell me to move on with my life.
I must embrace my pain
before I can begin to heal.
Companion me through tears
And sit with me in loving silence.
Honor where I am in my journey
Not where you think I should be.
Listen patiently to my story.
I may need to tell it over and over again.
It’s how I begin to grasp the enormity of my loss.
Nurture me through weeks and months ahead.
Forgive me when I seem distant and inconsolable.
A small flame still burns within my heart
And shared memories may trigger
both laughter and tears.
I need your support and understanding.
There is no right or wrong way to grieve.
I must find my own path.
Please, will you walk beside me?

By: Jill B. Englar

My First Grade One Journal Cont...(17)

أمي، كم تتعذبين

أمي، أعلم أنك لست وحدك لفراقي تتعذبين
ولكنني أعلم أيضا أنك أكثر المعذبين
فالأم اصطفاها الخالق رب العالمين
فريدة في العطاء لأولادها حتى الراحلين
لذا أعلم يا أمي كم تقاسي وكم تتألمين
فأبعث لك رسائلي مع الأغراب والمحبين
أرسلها لعلك يا أمي تطمئني وترتاحين
عندما أدرك بأنك بهذه الأيام تتعذبين
فأنت التي تبكيني عندما يضحك الضاحكين
ولا مكان للفرح عندك يا أعز المحبين
والتي أسمع دعاءك لي، كلما تسجدين
والتي لا يعلم إلا الله الحزن الذي تكتمين
فما تظهري، ما هو إلا قطرة من الأسى الدفين
الأيام تجري وأنت وحدك يا أمي، تقفين
ودائما آخر يوم في حياتي تتصورين
والمشاهد كلها كشريط تعيديه وتتخيلين
اذكري الأيام التي كنت بها معي تسعدين
وتضميني إلى صدرك الحنون، وتقبلين
واذكري، كم مرة جففت دموعي وكم كنت تواسين
أمي ،أعلم أنك تودين أن تحضنيني وتبكين
اصبري يا أمي، فالصبر أجره كبير عند رب العالمين
أدرك بأنك تعلمين بأن جميعنا بالموت موعودين
ولكنك لم تتوقعي أن أكون أول المفارقين
وأعلم أنك رغم هذا كله، من الشاكرين
لله حتى لو أخذ منك أقرب الأقربين
والموت أصبحت يا أمي لا تخافيه ، ولا ترهبين
ولكنك على إخوتي من النسمة بت تخافين
أمي، أعلم أن رغم الحزن الذي به تظهرين
امرأة مؤمنة، قوية لعلها من الأولياء الصالحين
فأنا اختارني الله أن أكون من السابقين
وأنت بإذن الله الواحد الأحد يوما بي ستلحقين
وسنلتقي يا أمي إن شاء الله معا ومع المؤمنين

رنده ربحي حماده
(أم سمر)

جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة© 2008

مقتطفات من رثاء نزار قباني لولده توفيق

مكسرة كعيون أبيك هي الكلمات

ومقصوصة، كجناح أبيك هي المفردات

فكيف يغني المغني؟

وقد ملأ الدمع كل الدواه

وماذا سأكتب يا بني؟

وموتك ألغى جميع اللغات

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أتوفيق

لو كان للموت طفل ،لأدرك ما هو موت البنين

ولو ان للموت عقل

سألناه كيف يفسر موت البلابل والياسمين

ولو كان للموت قلب.... تردد في ذبح أولادنا الطيبين

نزار قباني

مقتطفات من قصيدة الى الأمير الدمشقي توفيق قباني

http://nizar.ealwan.com/poet.php?action=fullnews&id=24

صاحبة الضحكة والبسمة الجميلة والنكت

Plans for My Future

When I grow up, I want to be a doctor. Yes, that is what I want to be.
I would like to be a doctor because a doctor helps people, plus the nurse does half of the work for him. I would like to be a pediatrician because I think I am good with children.
I know it will take me a long time to study to be a doctor but I enjoy helping people, especially people who really need it.

Samar Al Ansari
Grade 5D
June 12,1999

مجلة خيرزاد-الصف التاسع

To My Dear Family

Some things I'd like to say,

But first of all to let you know

That I arrived okay.

I'm writing this from Heaven

Where I dwell with God above,

Where there's no more tears or sadness

There is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy

Just because I'm out of sight,

Remember that I'm with you

Every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you

When my life on Earth was through,

God picked me up and hugged me

And He said I welcome you.

It's good to have you back again

You were missed while you were gone,

As for your dearest family

They'll be here later on.

I need you here so badly

As part of My big plan,

There's so much that we have to do

To help our mortal man.

Then God gave me a list of things

He wished for me to do,

And foremost on that list of mine

Is to watch and care for you.

And I will be beside you

Every day and week and year,

And when you're sad I'm standing there

To wipe away the tear.

And when you lie in bed at night

The days chores put to flight,

God and I are closest to you

In the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on Earth

And all those loving years,

Because you're only human

They are bound to bring you tears.

But do not be afraid to cry

It does relieve the pain,

Remember there would be no flowers

Unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you

Of all that God has planned,

But if I were to tell you

You wouldn't understand.

But one thing is for certain

Though my life on Earth is o're,

I am closer to you now

Than I ever was before.

And to my very many friends

Trust God knows what is best,

I'm still not far away from you

I'm just beyond the crest.

There are rocky roads ahead of you

And many hills to climb,

But together we can do it

Taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy

And I'd like it for you, too,

That as you give unto the world

So the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody

Who is in sorrow or in pain,

Then you can say to God at night

My day was not in vain.

And now I am contented

That my life it was worthwhile,

Knowing as I passed along the way

I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody

Who is down and feeling low,

Just lend a hand to pick him up

As on your way you go.

When you are walking down the street

And you've got me on your mind,

I'm walking in your footsteps

Only half a step behind.

And when you feel the gentle breeze

Or the wind upon your face,

That's me giving you a great big hug

Or just a soft embrace.

And when it's time for you to go

From that body to be free,

Remember you're not going

You are coming here to me.

And I will always love you

From that land way up above,

Will be in touch again soon

P.S. God sends his love.

Annonymous

ما المهنة التي ستمتهنها مستقبلاً؟ لم أخترتها ؟ ماذا ستفعل لتحقيقها؟

.مرحباً، أسمي سمر الأنصاري وسأتحدث عن المهن المختلفة التي أردت ممارستها منذ صباي الى الآن

عندما كنت صغيرة أردت أن أكون طبيبة. كنت أريد السير فى اتجاه الطب لأن والدي طبيباً، وأحب أن أساعد الناس. أردت أن أكون طبيبة أطفال مثل عمتي، ولأنني أحب الأطفال. الأشياء التي أحتاج أن أحققها لأكون طبيبة هي أن أكون جيدة فى الدراسة وأن انتبه جيداً في درس العلوم. كما يجب أن أكون صبورة ولطيفة مع المرضى، خاصة الصغار. وكنت أحب أن يكون عندي جهاز المناداة ليلازمني دائماً . عندما أصبحت أكبر قليلاً أردت أن أكون طبيبة ولكن بنفس الوقت مذيعة مثل صديق والدي. أحببت هاتين الوظيفتين كثيراً والأشياء التي أحتاجها لكي أكون مذيعة هي أن آخذ درس الإلقاء لأشعر بالارتياح والطمأنينة عندما أتكلم مباشرة في المذياع، لكي لا أشعر بالحرج. غيرت رأي مرة أخرى وأردت أن أكون كاتبة، فقد قالوا لي بأنني جيدة جداً فى الكتابة. والأشياء التي أحتاجها لأكون كاتبة هي أن أكون جيدة فى مادة الإنجليزي لأنني أحببت الكتابة باللغة الإنجليزية، ودائماً أستطيع أن أعبر بها عن أفكاري. كما أردت أن أكون مذيعة أيضاً، ولكن غيرت رأيي
وعندما أصبحت فى سن الرشد أردت أن أكون امرأة أعمال، أو محاسبة. أعجبتني هاتين الوظيفتين، لأنني بهما سأحصل على المال والشهرة، ولكنني أحببت أن أكون امرأة أعمال أكثر من محاسبة، لأنني سأملك محلات تجارية وأردت أن أكون محاسبة لأنني أحب المهنة كثيراً. الذي أحتاج إليه لتحقيق المهنة أن لا أكون بليدة، وخاملة ً لأنني سأحتاج أن أعمل كثيراً، كما يجب أن أكون جيدة فى الرياضيات. لا أعرف لماذا دائماً أغير رأيي في المهن التي أريدها، ولكن أظن أن هذا يحصل لأنني أكبر وأقارن الأشياء التي تعجبني بالأشياء التي أجيدها. لا أعرف ماذا ستكون وظيفتي عندما أكبر، ولكن أتمنى أن أحب وظيفتي وأكون جيدة فى ممارستها
سمر الانصاري
الصف السابع - ج

A Letter To A Friend

She was further on than you,and she can help you more

where she now is than she could have done on earth.

C.S. Lewis

SAMAR's Drawings (14),Class 6A

"الأبيات الأولى من قصيدة "إلى أمي

أحن إلى خبز أمي

وقهوة أمي

ولمسة أمي

وتكبر في الطفولة

يوما على صدر أمي
وأعشق عمري لأني

’إذا مت

!أخجل من دمع أمي

محمود درويش

أتدري يا "عمر"؟

أتدري يا"عمر" كم كانت سمر تحترمك
وكم كانت مكانتك عالية عندها وكم تقدرك؟
أتدري بأنها أسرعت بعد سفرك وأخذت صورتك
ووضعتها في غرفتها حتى كل يوم تشاهدك
واختارت لك واحدة بلباس يظهرعروبتك؟
أتدري كم كانت تعتز بأنك أخوها وأنها بحمايتك؟
أتذكر عندما أصرت للقدوم منذ عامين إلى بلدتك
"فسافرنا معا وقالت لي "أمي، أشكرك
رحلة لن أنساها، فقد كانت تطير فرحا لرؤيتك
ورؤية "قدر" وبأنها أخيرا ستلحقها وستلحقك
وخططت للعام المقبل ومتى ستأتي لزيارتك
وطمأنتني بأنها برمضان ستطبخ وتطعمك
ماهرة بالطبخ كانت، لا داعي لأن أذكرك
وكم كانت تتطلع للصيف لتقوم بضيافتك
يا بني، لا تخشى الحياة من دونها فهي بروحها تلازمك
ولا تبحث عنها فهي معك كالخيال لا تفارقك
ادعي لها بالرحمة وان شاء الله في الجنة ستستقبلك
وأن يحفظ لك" قدر"، التي بإذن الله المستقبل سترافقك

رنده ربحي حماده
(أم سمر)
جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة© 2008

CONFUCIUS

Bemoan not the departed with excessive grief.

The dead are devoted and faithful friends;they are

ever associated with us.

The Case of the Stolen Large Pepperoni Pizza with Anchovies and Extra Topping

"I'm hungry, let's order a pizza!" Fat Boy Slim said.

"We're always hungry, remember?" Randy Large Waist said.

"Please!" Fat Boy Slim pleaded.

"Ok." Randy Large Waist answered.

Fat Boy Slim began dialing the numbers 245245.

"Hello, one large pepperoni pizza with anchovies and extra toppings!" Fat Boy Slim said.

"Yes, your usual order sir!" The attendant said.

"Make it snappy please, bye!" Fat Boy Slim said.

The boys waited and waited for their pizza. Ding Dong!

"Pizza!" Both boys exclaimed.

They found their usual deliveryman at the door.

"That will be $2.50."The deliveryman said.

"Here's a twenty, keep the change." Randy Large Waist answered.

The two boys are very neat and clean, except when they eat. However, they still went to wash their hands. When they returned their pizza was gone!

"No, this can't be happening!" Fat Boy Slim exclaimed.

"Don't worry, we'll just order another one." Randy Large Waist said calmly.

He reached into his pocket and took it out empty handed.

"No! No money!" He shrieked.
"Maybe the delivery man stole the pizza!" Fat Boy Slim assumed.

"Impossible, we know him for such a long time." Randy Large Waist said.

"Let's call the police!" Fat Boy Slim exclaimed.

"Ok." Randy Large Waist said.

"Hello, Police this is Fat Boy Slim and Randy Large Waist. We are calling
because our large pepperoni pizza with anchovies and extra toppings has
been stolen!" Fat Boy Slim exclaimed.

"We'll be on the case right away Sir." The police officer said.

Ding Dong! The boys ran to the door. They found Mr. Sheriff there with the pizza delivery boy.

"OK, where should we start our mission?" Mr. Sheriff asked.

"How about all over the block?" Randy Large Waist suggested.

"OK." They all said.

They started out at the stoop of the door following some footmarks. The marks ended and they ended up right back at their house.

They were astonished to find the pizza on the table!

"Hey, Fat Boy Slim, did you check the table?" Randy Large Waist asked.

"No, I went straight to the television room!"

"Oh, Fat Boy Slim, what are we going to do with you?" Every one said except him.

"But whose footmarks were they?" They all asked.

Samar Al Ansari

Class 5D

"كلمات أغنية "باب عم يبكي

راحت وشو بضل غير الهم
من بعد ما يروح الفرح والعيد
ويسافر الزهر الخلق للشم

ويصير كل العمر عني بعيد

راحت وشو بضل غير الهم

من بعد ما يروح الفرح والعيد
ويسافر الزهر الخلق للشم

ويصير كل العمر عني بعيد

راح الفرح معها تركني وغاب
وما كان يتركلي ولا ضحكه

غص الدرج نزلت دموع الباب
عمرك شفت شي باب عم يبكي

راح الفرح معها تركني وغاب
وما كان يتركلي ولا ضحكي

غص الدرج... نزلت دموع الباب
عمرك شفت شي باب عم يبكي

يا بيتها شوغيرالأحوال
تاصرت غيبة شمس عم تغفي

ع شرفتك شو يبس الموال
ع شرفتك شو يبس الشرفة

وين اللي كانت حلوة الحلوات
وتبحبح الغنجات للحبقة

وين الحكي وينن هكا العجقات
راح الحكي واختنقت العجقة

راح الفرح معها تركني وغاب
وما كان يتركلي ولا ضحكه

غص الدرج... نزلت دموع الباب
عمرك شفت شي باب عم يبكي

راح الفرح معها تركني وغاب
وما كان يتركلي ولا ضحكه

غص الدرج ...نزلت دموع الباب
عمرك شفت شي باب عم يبكي
عمرك شفت شي باب عم يبكي

غناء: عاصي الحلاني

Song available at:

http://pages.6arab.com/singers-ar/north/3asy/index-ar.shtml

J.K.Rowling

You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us?
You think that we don't recall them more clearly
than ever in times of trouble?

My First Grade One Journal Cont...(16)

Message of truth

Samar, a few months ago I saw your mother. A strong woman but her eyes tired, and full of thought. I am not here to write a letter of false hope, but a message of truth. The day I saw your mother is a day I will never forget. My entire life I have always learned of a safe distance between elders, stranger and acquaintances. Living in Bahrain we all know what to do, we shake hands, smile politely, maybe lean in for a quick brush across each cheek if initiated by the elder person, and carry on our way. The day I saw your mother with a posture that contradicted the tears in her eyes was the 1 year anniversary of your safe path to heaven. I sat down next to her, greeted her politely as I explained, as one is taught to do in any situation. I know she saw you in my eyes. I know she sees you in all of us, all of your brothers, sisters, family and friends. I saw the tears stream down her face. In that exact moment, I stood to my feet. Some kind of wall had just been broken before me, because I found myself holding your mother, hoping that in someway it would bring her peace, comfort and the reminder that she is not alone. No one should be expected to suffer alone; God blessed us with the ability to feel, to cry, to break. Um Samar, I want you to know that I will remember that day, because that day, I felt like no stranger, Instead, we were two people, who understood… No words necessary. That day reminded me that although people may be unique, different in each way, we all feel pain. Um Samar, I saw you hurting, and I hope you know I hurt with you. We all hurt with you. But we also smile for you, because you were blessed with a daughter that brought joy to this earth. It may have only seemed like a moment, a fraction of time that she was present with us… But she made an impact on every soul that passed her by. To you Um Samar and your entire family, your heads should be held so high… Your wonderful daughter brought together a divided nation through united love for one young girl…For that very reason, I hope you can find a way to always look past dark moments and just smile for who she was, who she is, and who she always will be in every heart that has had the great blessing to simply shake her hand.

Alia Aljarallah

IF ROSES GREW IN HEAVEN

If Roses grow in Heaven,

Lord please pick a bunch for me,

Place them in my Mother's arms

and tell her they're from me.

Tell her I love her and miss her,

and when she turns to smile,

place a kiss upon her cheek

and hold her for awhile.

Because remembering her is easy,

I do it every day,

but there's an ache within my heart

that will never go away.

Anonymous

سامحوني

سامحوني، يا أولادي سامحوني
إن لم أعد كما كنتم تعهدوني

وعن ذكر سمر باستمرار، اعذروني
فثلاثتكم أحبائي وأقرب لي من جفوني

ولكن حبيبتي سمر لم تعد تراها عيوني
ومهما ناديتها لا ترد ولكن أنتم تجيبوني

سامحوني، إذ بلحظة دموعي خانوني
وأثقلت عليكم بحزني، فرجاءا تحملوني

ولعدم مرافقتكم إلى مكان أحبته لا تلوموني
فذكرياتي مع سمر ستحرك آلامي وشجوني

فكيف لي أن أذهب من غير سمر؟ أخبروني
دون أن أتحطم وينتحب فؤادي، فتبكوني

!دموعكم الغالية تخفونها كي لا تعذبوني
أطلقوا العنان لها فأنا أراها حائرة، صدقوني

واشكروا الله بأنني لم أصب بالهوس والجنون
فالحياة ما بعد سمر علقما تعرفونه كما تعرفوني

أصبح الأسى توأمي فكيف لكم منه تنقذوني؟
وكيف لكم يا أحبائي أن تروا الابتسامة وتسعدوني؟

لا يوجد حلا لعذابي مهما حاولتم أن تساعدوني
هذا قدرنا...فما عليكم إلا أن تتقبلوه و تتقبلوني

سنمشي الدرب معا، انتم و أباكم ترافقوني
فأنتم أفضل سند اتكأ عليه، ألا فاسندوني

رنده ربحي حماده
(أم سمر)
جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة© 2008

العيد

يحتفل المسلمون بعيدي الفطر والأضحى من كل عام ويعدون لكل عيد عدته، أكتب عن كيفية استعدادك ليوم العيد، وماذا فعلت في نهار العيد، ذاكراً مشاعرك
استيقظت باكراً وذلك قبل أربعة أيام من عيد الفطر من صوت بطني لأنني كنت جائعة جداً. كنت أفكر بالعيد وعائلتي وتذكرت أنني لم

". أشتر ثيابا للعيد. ركضت لأمي وقلت لها: " ماما، لم اشتر ثياب العيد". " هيا سمر، تجهزي سنذهب الى مجمع الشيراتون

ذهبنا إلى مجمع الشيراتون وتجولنا به ولم أجد ما يعجبني، وكنت غاضبة جداً، ولكن قالت لي أمي: " سنذهب الى مجمع السيف غداً ونشتري ثياب العيد." أفقت مبكراً باليوم التالي، وذهبت مع أمي الى مجمع السيف، وتجولنا بالسيف كله، وأخيراً وجدت بدلة أعجتبني عند "زارا

ذهبنا مرة أخرى الى مجمع السيف وقد بقي الآن يومين للعيد، واشتريت بدلتين أخريتين من"دبنهامز" لم تعجباني كالبدلة التي اشتريتها من " زارا". رجعت إلى البيت مرتاحة جداً، جلست على الكرسي وأحسست بأنني رفعت الثقل عن كتفي. كنت أفكر بالعيد وعائلتي والأشياء التي سأفعلها يوم العيد وتذكرت أنني نسيت شراء حذاء للعيد! كنت قبل بضع دقائق أحس بالارتياح لأنني اشتريت كل الأشياء اللازمة للعيد، "كيف لي أن أنسى حذاء العيد؟ فقلت لأمي: " هيا بنا يا أمي، أحتاج حذاء العيد

" يا سمر، في يوم من الأيام ستقتليني"
رجعنا إلى مجمع السيف، وهناك تجولنا مرة أخرى بكل المجمع، وأخيراً وجدت حذاء أعجبني من محل " ميلانو " ولكن لم يكن الحذاء مقاس رجلي فذهبت من مكان إلى مكان، وقررت الذهاب الى مجمع العالي. ذهبنا إلى محل "جس" واشتريت حذاء أعجبني وكان مقاس الحذاء 36. عندما وصلت إلى البيت جلست مرة أخرى على الكرسي وأحسست بالارتياح وعندما جاء أبي وقال لي: " يا سمر، أريد أن أرى الحذاء الذي اشتريتيه"، أخرجت الحذاء من علبته ووجدت أن مقاسه 37، بدلاً من 36. يا إلهي، مرة أخرى، رجعت الى مجمع العالي وأحضرت مقاس 36، ولكن عندما عدت إلى البيت و لبسته أحسست بأنه صغير، فعدت مرة أخرى إلى "جس" وأحضرت مقاس 37 الذي كان معي سابقا

في ليلة العيد ذهبت الى الصالون مع أمي وأختي، وصففت شعري للعيد، وكنت متشوقة جداً لأن اليوم الثاني سيكون يوم العيد. أخيراً جاء صباح العيد ولبست ثياب العيد وحذائي الجديد وذهبت الى بيت جدتي من طرف أبي وباركت لهم بالعيد ومن ثم ذهبت الى بيت جدتي من طرف أمي وباركت لهم بالعيد أيضاً، ولعبت مع أقربائي، وأكلنا معاً غداء فخماً. هكذا قضيت يوم العيد ألعب وأذهب الى منازل أقربائي. .أحببت هذا العيد كثيراً ولكن كان متعباً جداً بالنسبة لي ولن أنسى حذاء العيد أبداً
سمر الانصاري
السابع - ج

هي الوردة التي في بيتنا أزهرت

Fly our angel "SAMAR"

Fly by Celine Dion

Fly, fly little wing

Fly beyond imagining

The softest cloud, the whitest dove

Upon the wind of heaven's love

Past the planets and the stars

Leave this lonely world of ours

Escape the sorrow and the pain

And fly again

Fly, fly precious one

Your endless Journey has begun

Take your gentle happiness

Far too beautiful for this

Cross over to the other shore

There is peace all one word

But hold this mem'ry bittersweet

Until we meet.

Fly, fly do not fear

Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear

Your heart is pure, your soul is free

Be on your way, don't wait for me

Above the universe you'll climb

On beyond the hands of time

The moon will rise, the sun will set

But I won't forget

Fly, fly little wing

Fly, where only angels sing

Fly away, the time is right

Go now, find the light.

Click for Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avQx1Tw_Aac

My New Year's Resolutions

My New Year's resolutions are to be quieter and try to understand more science and to be fatter. I want to see the Niagara Falls and go to Iraq with all my troops so we could put Sadam Hussain in jail. I want to get a certificate of achievement and I want Mr. Mark to grow more hair.
Samar Al Ansari
Grade 5D
Jan 4,1999

My First Grade One Journal ...(15)

Ordinary Day by Nick Lachey

Click On link to hear song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8cInu3dp-Eg

Lyrics

I wish I could tell you

The things I never got the chance to

I wish I was with you now

To see you smile again

I wish we had more time

But time goes by so fast


The moment comes and

Then the moment passes by

In the blink of an eye


And If I had one wish

I Wouldn't ask for money

I wouldn't ask for fame

I wouldn't ask for the power to

Make this world change

If I could have one thing

That one thing that I would chose

Is one more ordinary day with you

With you


I wish I could see you

And be there where my arms could reach you

I wish I could let you know

How much you touch my life

Maybe a little time is all the time we get

The Words we long to say are words that go unsaid

You can go back again

[ Ordinary Day lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]


But if I had one wish

I Wouldn't ask for money

I wouldn't ask for fame

I wouldn't ask for the power to

Make this world change

If I could have one thing

That one thing that I would chose

Is one more ordinary day

With you


I wish we had more time

Time goes by so fast

The moment comes and

Then the moment passes by

In the blink of an eye


But if I had one wish

I Wouldn't ask for money

I wouldn't ask for fame

I wouldn't ask for the power to

Make this world change, no

If I could have one thing

That one thing that I would chose

Is one more ordinary day

Just one more ordinary day with you

With you

Why did you come 2008?

Why did you come two thousand and eight?
And why is everyone happy and feeling so great?
If your intention is to bring me joy, then it is too late
Since you have already determined my fate

I cannot welcome another new year
Without having my beloved daughter near
It is amazing how everyone else is joyful and wants to cheer
I guess many among them have not yet lost someone so dear!

"Why are you so sad on this day?" I am asked
Does it coincide with the day your daughter passed?"
Gone should be the days that you mourned her and cried
It is over a year since your beloved daughter died!"

Is there anyone who understands why I still cry?
And why I do not wish another day to come and fly?
And why I want to go back to when my hopes were high
Two new years ago, when I did not know how it is like to sigh

Although my daughter is always in my heart alive
I want her next to me, when I eat, wake up, sleep and drive
Oh two thousand and eight, I wish you did not arrive
I wish you go two new years back and my past revive.

Randah R. Hamadeh, 2008, Copyright©

Written in loving memory of my daughter, Samar Ahmed Al Ansari

ها أنا معكم، كما تعرفوني...تزينني ابتسامتي

I Can Read The Balloon

Ebtisam Fakhro sent

The Year Before Last

The holiday season is approaching,

and with it comes the New Year.

Although for me time passes slowly,

New Year's Day will ring in quickly.

I dread this New Year's Day

because they will look at me

in a terribly strange way

when I get misty-eyed,

and talk about something you had done.

After you first left me,

they reasoned when I cried,

"He's only been gone a few months."

And I would catch that look

of understanding in their eyes,

and found some comfort that they knew.

But on last New Year's Day,

my first thought upon awakening was,

Oh God, my loved one died last year,

not just a few months ago,

not even this year,but last year.

He will never live in this year.

They didn't understand, they didn't reason,

that last year, for me, the loss was still new.

They thought, "It happened last year,

so long ago, why does she still cry?"

I could see it in their eyes.

This New Year's Day, will it be different?

Will my first thought upon awakening be,

Oh God, my loved one died the year before last,

not a few months ago, not this year or even last year,

but the year before last?

He will never live in this year.

Will they even listen, should I not look them

in the eyes, for fear that I shall see,

"Why is she still crying? It happened so long ago.

It was the year before last."

Those words that we use

to describe the passage of time,

a few months, this year,

last year, the year before last.

They don't know that time stands still for me.

Will they understand that's why I cry?

Don't they know

my loved one just died ...

the year before last?

Author Unknown

A Child Loaned

"I'll lend you for a little time

A child of Mine." He said.

"For you to love the while he lives

And mourn for when he's dead.

It may be six or seven year

Or twenty-two or three

But will you, till I call him back

Take care of him for Me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you

And should his stay be brief,

You'll have his lovely memories

As solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay

Since all from Earth return,

But there are lessons taught down there

I want the child to learn.

I've looked this wide world over

In my search for teacher's true,

And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,

I have selected you;

Now will you give him all your love,

Nor think the labour vain

Nor hate Me when I come to call

And take him back again?

I fancied that I heard them say,

"Dear Lord, They will be done,

For all the joy Thy child shall bring,

For the risk of grief we'll run.

We'll shelter him with tenderness,

We'll love him while we may,

And for the happiness we've known,

Forever grateful stay.

But should the angels call for him

Much sooner than we planned,

We'll brave the bitter grief that comes

And try to understand."

Anonymous

The New Food Rush

This story takes place in the year 9000.
There was a new food rush on planet Mars. I rushed to Mars climbing the new rope that I invented that goes higher and higher. I know your question right now" Why are you rushing to Mars for a food rush?" Well I'll tell you why it's because all the food in the world finished and the king of the world threatened that he would eat humans so we went to Mars to leave planet Earth and eat some food. It took me a couple of months to reach Mars. Actually, I am not good at reading maps so I ended up in planet Koochi Kawa but I was filled with food and I was the only one there and then I ate and ate and ate. I decided to live in planet Koochi Kawa. One day I went back to earth and got all of my belongings to planet Koochi Kawa. Then I found out that in my planet the food kept on coming automatically and that in Mars there was one measly grape.

Samar Al Ansari
Grade 5D
April 11,1999

My First Grade One Journal Cont....(14)

On Joy and Sorrow

When you are joyous,look into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart,and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

From The Prophet,by Khalil Gibran

Thank you friend

Thank you friend for always being there for me
And seeing what I saw and did not see

I am blessed to have you by my side
At good times, bad times, and when I lost my child

You have accepted the person I became
And realized that your friend can not be the same!

Friend, you have never asked me to change
And never considered any of my behaviors strange

You have decided to walk with me at my pace
And understood that no one can take Samar's place

You respected my daily sorrow and tears
And appreciated my strength in facing my loss and fears

You wished me patience and serenity of the soul
And prayed that God helps me survive living with my hole

You even joined me in appreciating the sunrise
This significant act dear friend is not a surprise!

Although the burden you carry is not small
You never shy away from listening to me, not at all

Thank you for always tolerating my talk
About my beloved Samar, since the days she started to walk

Although seeing me immersed in grief is painful to you
You are always there for me, the friend I knew

With you dear friend, I will always feel free
To talk about my loss at any stage or degree

I am grateful that you do not push me to move along
And acknowledge my pain and listen to my song

Thank you dear friend for all the support
And God bless you, for the comfort you brought

Randah R. Hamadeh, 2007, Copyright©

Written in loving memory of my daughter, Samar Ahmed Al Ansari

مقالة

السؤال: هل تعتقد أن الرجل ينظر إلى المرأة بعين المساواة أم يعتبرها مخلوقا أقل شأنا منه؟أعط رأيك مبينا أهم جوانب هذه القضية

لو شاهدنا الأخبار أو قرأنا الجرائد سنرى أن الكثير من النساء أصبحن وزيرات أو أعضاء في البرلمان، وسفراء، الخ....إن العصر الذي نعيش فيه أعطى المرأة فرص كثيرة لكي تثبت قيمتها في المجتمع ولكن بالرغم من كل هذا، انه من المؤسف أن بعض أفراد المجتمع لا ينظرون إليها بالتقدير والاحترام الذي تستحقه وأن بعض الرجال لا يزالون ينظرون إليها كمخلوق أقل شأنا منهم. يا ليتنا نستطيع أن نقول أن هذه النظرة فقط موجودة في عالمنا ولكنها موجودة في عالم الخيال أيضا، عالم الكتب.إن الكثير من القصص تظهر المرأة كمخلوقا أقل شأنا من الرجل وتقلل من كرامتها وقيمتها.فيا ترى هل الرجل ينظر إلى المرأة بعين المساواة في القصتين "بقايا صور" لحنا مينة و"مدام بوفاري"لفلوبير؟

انه واضح كل الوضوح للقارئ إن الوالد في "بقايا صور"لم يحترم المرأة ولم ينظر إليها بعين المساواة.أولا، خيانته لزوجته تبين قلة احترامه لها.لقد خانها أمام الجميع غير مهتما بسمعتها ومشاعرها.فبالنسبة إليه المرأة موجودة لتلبي رغباته و ليس من واجبه مراعاة مشاعرها. كما أن خيانته توضح للقارئ عدم احترامه للمرأة بشكل أخر، فانه استغل تلك الأرملة وأقام علاقة معها لكي يلبي رغباته واحتياجاته. الوالد في "بقايا صور"أناني واستغل النساء بشكل مستمر لكي يرفه عن نفسه
أكبر دليل على نظر الوالد إلى المرأة كمخلوق أقل شأنا منه فرضه على بناته أن يعملن كخادمات غير مراعيا مشاعرهن ومستقبلهن وطفولتهن

أرسل الوالد بناته ليعملن كخادمات لكي تتحسن حالة الأسرة المادية. لقد ضحت البنات بطفولتهن لكي يرعوا العائلة وعشن معذبات لكي يساعدن العائلة فهل حياتهن أرخص أو اقل قيمة من حياة الوالد الذي لا يعمل ولا ينفق على عائلته؟ ويلاحظ القارئ أيضا إن الوالد لم يفرض على حنا مينة العمل، فيا ترى أين المساواة؟ الوالد عامل بناته كحيوانات واستغل حبهن للعائلة لكي يحصل على ما يريده
كان والد حنا مينة رجلا عابثا، خائنا، وزوجا وأبا سيئا للغاية، ولكن هل انتقده المجتمع؟هل فعل أحد شيئا؟لم يعترض أحد على الوالد لأنه "الرجل"، فيا ترى أين المساواة؟ لو كانت والدة حنا مينة الخائنة لأدانها الجميع ولو تطلعنا إلى القصة بعمق سنرى أن في الخاتمة خال الأم هو الذي أنقذ العائلة وليست امرأة مما يدل على نظرة المجتمع للرجل كمنقذ
إن رواية "مدام بوفاري" تظهر المرأة كمخلوقا أقل شأنا من الرجل.أولا ،لنأخذ عنوان هذه الرواية :لماذا لقبت أمية بمدام بوفاري؟

ألا تستحق المرأة أن يكون لها شخصية منفردة عن زوجها؟إن الرجل يتعالى على المرأة لدرجة انه يفرض عليها اسمه. أليس من حق المرأة أن يكون لها أراء وأفكار خاصة بها ؟
لو تطلعنا إلى خيانة أمية سنرى انه لا يوجد مساواة بين الرجل و المرأة. أولا، أراد فلوبير أن يدين خيانة أمية فنظم شخصيتها بطريقة تجعل القارئ لا يشفق عليها دون أن يظهر الأسباب التي دفعتها إلى الخيانة فربما كان شارل لا يقوم بواجباته الزوجية وقد يكون ذلك سبب رئيسي وراء خيانتها.القارئ يلوم أمية على خيانتها ولكن في الحقيقة اللوم لا يقع كليا عليها فان رودولف وليون شاركاها أيضا ولكن القارئ لا يلومهما لأنهما رجلان عازبان. إن رودولف وليون استغلا أمية مما يظهر عدم احترامهما للمرأة فلو كانا يحترمانها لاحترما أنها امرأة متزوجة واحترما أسرتها. إن انتحار أمية في خاتمة القصة تظهر ضعف المرأة مقارنة بالرجل، فأين المساواة؟ هل المرأة ضعيفة لدرجة إنها لا تستطيع أن تتعايش مع مصائبها؟فشارل لم ينتحر، بل مات من أسباب طبيعية. المرأة ليست ضعيفة لهذه الدرجة ولكن فلوبير أراد أن يظهرها بذلك الشكل

ان الروايتين "بقايا صور" و"مدام بوفاري"تدوران على فكرة الخيانة ولكن هناك فرق كبير بين خيانة والد حنا مينة و خيانة أمية. إن والد حنا مينة خان زوجته أمام الجميع لأنه كان يعرف ان المجتمع لن يدينه كونه رجلا.ولكن أمية أقامت علاقتيها مع رودلف وليون بالسر خوفا من انتقاد المجتمع لها . كما أن القارئ يلوم الأرملة على الخيانة ولكنه لا يلوم رودولف وليون. اللوم لا يقع كليا على أمية ولكن القارئ يلومها على كل شئ فقط لأنها امرأة

انه من المؤسف أن لا يوجد مساواة بين الرجل والمرأة حتى في عالم القصص.انه واضح أن والد حنا مينة في "بقايا صور" نظر إلى المرأة كمخلوق أقل شأن منه فانه عامل بناته بطريقة غير إنسانية و خان زوجته مما يظهر عدم احترامه لها. أما في "مدام بوفاري" إن المجتمع ينظر إلى أمية كمخلوق أقل شأن من الرجل ولامها كليا على خيانتها

سمر أحمد الأنصاري

الصف الحادي عشر

Neverness

It’s the neverness that is so painful.
Never again to be here with us…..never
to sit with us at the table, never to
travel with us, never to laugh with us,
never to cry with us, never to embrace us,
as he leaves to school, never to see his
brothers and sisters marry. All the rest of
our lives we must live without him. Only
death can stop the pain of his
death. A month, a year, five years…
with that I could live….but not this
forever.

I step out into the moist, moldy fragrance
of a summer morning and arm in arm with
my enjoyment comes the realization that
never again will he smell this.

One small misstep and now this neverness

Nicholas Wolterstorrf
From Lament for a son

The beginning of a draft of a personal statement...

Surrounded by cups of cold tea, I sat in a mess of papers. It was almost midnight, and I was getting nowhere on my personal statement. Staring at the crumpled pieces of paper in my trash bin, I swallowed down tears of frustration. I was so tempted to go collapse on my bed, but I was determined to accomplish one of the several things I had to do by the next day. After staring at my laptop for what must have been half an hour, I decided I needed to reenergize by making myself more tea. As I ran down the several flights of stairs, I tripped over the many Persian carpets my father collected, and began to curse my luck. Before making a turn to the kitchen, I noticed a light was on in the majlis and I went to shut it off. As I approached the majlis, the familiar aroma of incense washed over me making me forget all my troubles instantaneously. The ever so comforting scent lured me into the majlis to find my grandmother who was visiting from Saudi Arabia knitting Palestinian designs on cushions.

The effects of the incense wore off as I heard my grandmother ask the question that always seemed to infuriate me, “So tell me habeebti, did you finish your work?’. My grandmother’s painful reminder triggered suppressed tears leaving me disgusted with my childlike behavior as I tasted the saltiness of the combination of my tears and eye make up.

Samar Al Ansari
Grade 12

SAMAR's Math Copybook (class 3D)

لماذا يا دنيا؟

لماذا يا دنيا حبيبتي سمر مني أخذت؟
!وأن أنعم بها وبذريتها، ما بغيت
ولقب الثكلى علي أطلقت
وأقسى العقوبات عليَ يا دنيا، أوقعت
ونارا ً لا تخمد في قلبي المسكين، أشعلت
وحريقا ً يتجدد إن سكن َ، أوقدت
وعتمة ً لا سواد بعدها، في عيوني أنرت
وعلى أمل نيلها أعلى شهادة‘ قضيت
وأن أراها عروسا ً بثوب الزفاف، أبيت
أخذتا ً مني الآمال التي لسمر أضأت
"وكأنك تقولي لي "كفاك من الحياة ما أبصرت
ولكنها يا دنيا الابنة التي إياي أعطيت
والفرحة التي بيتنا بها أفرحت
والشعلة التي نورت منزلنا وأطفأت
وبغيابها جميعنا أشقيت
وأبواب الأمل التي بحياتنا أقفلت
لماذا يا دنيا ابنتي سمر، اخترت
وتعذيبي كل لحظة أردت
فهل بسلبك سمر مني، انتعشت؟
ولما تركتني عطشى، ارتويت؟
ألست أنا أم سمر التي تحبك وأحببت؟
!ليتك يا دنيا تعيدي لي ابنتي التي وهبت

رنده ربحي حماده
(أم سمر)
جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة© 2007

Tears in Heaven

To the innocence and purity of all the young souls in the world, past and present; to the youthful spirit we still hold within ourselves.
Yasmine.

Click on link : http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=GcQQsLvzOJg

Did I Teach You Too Well About Heaven?

Did I Teach You Too Well About Heaven?
Did I make it sound too good?
Were so very eager to get there,
That you went before you should?

I didn’t want you to be afraid,
To be doubtful or unsure.
I described a wonderful happen to you,
And made you feel secure.

I know you believed unfailingly,
In God and the immortal soul;
In a heaven where loved ones reunite,
Broken families are once again whole.

Did I teach you too well about heaven?
When the angel of death came to call,
You left without struggle or argument;
Without any objection at all.

When you were still a child,
As your mother I assuaged your fears.
I never imagined you’d be so convinced,
Or sacrifice so many years.

If I taught you too well about heaven,
And you willingly entered the light,
I hope heaven is all that I promised.
God, I beg and I pray I was right.

Madelaine Perri Kasden
Written in Loving Memory of Her Son,
Neill Perri, 10/2/71-6/15/95

SAMAR's Drawings(13),Class 5D

My First Grade One Journal....(13)

Candle Lighting December 9,2007

Light a candle for SAMAR

Follow the link below to know more about candle lighting

http://www.compassionatefriends.org/2007_WCL/2007_WCL_Intro.htm

Traditions

Handing down to new generations, beliefs, opinions, customs, stories, skills.

Other traditions are that every year, two weeks or more before Eid Al Adha we grow a plant called Haya Beya. Then the night before Eid Al Adha we throw the plant in the sea and sing a song. The meaning of this is before in Bahrain most of the children's fathers would be divers that go get pearls. Most of the divers would die because of sharks and other stuff. So the children would give the sea their Haya Bayas so it would give their fathers in return, because they were scared their fathers would die.
It's better to do this between sunset till night time.

Samar Al Ansari
Grade 5D
March 23,1999

IF I KNEW

If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep,

I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time that I see you walk out the door,

I would give you a hug and kiss and call you back for one more

If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,

I would video tape each action and word, so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time I could spare an extra minute

to stop and say "I love you," instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it was your last one I would be there to share your day
well I'm sure you'll have so many more so I can let just this one slip away

For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight,

and we always get a second chance to make everything just right.

There will always be another day to say "I love you,"

And certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get,

I'd like to say how much I love you and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone young or old alike,

and today may be the last chance you get to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?

For if tomorrow never comes, you' ll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss

and you were too busy to grant someone what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today, and whisper in their ear,

Tell them how much you love them and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say "I'm sorry," "Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."

And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today.

Sender: Olga Helou

I Wish

Mother, I never imagined you'll be standing at my grave
Praying, chatting with me, fearless and brave

Mother, I know you are so miserable and sad
And no one can ease your pain, even Dad

I know your happy days with me are gone
Can a mother ever be content after losing a daughter or a son?

Life will forever be to you incomplete
And joyful events will always be bittersweet

Mother, rest assured that I hear your cries
And listen to your aching heart and silent sighs

I wish I can come and wipe away your flowing tears
Including the dry ones that no one but me sees and hears

Oh Mother, I wish I could ease your pain
And for your sake, bring myself back to life again

Randah R. Hamadeh , 2007, Copyright©
Written in loving memory of my daughter, Samar Ahmed Al Ansari

My First Grade One Journal Cont...(12)

Parable of Immortality

by: Henry Van Dyke

I’m standing upon the sea shore

A white ship at my side is spreading her white sails to the morning breeze

And starts for the blue ocean

She is an object of beauty and strength

I stand and watch her, until she hangs like a speck of white

Cloud just as sea and sky seem to mingle with each other

Then someone at my side says

“There. She’s gone”

“Gone where?”

“Gone from my sight”

That is all

She’s just as large and mast and whole

As she was when she left my sight

And she’s just as able to bare her load of living freight

To their destined port

Her diminished size is in me

Not in her

And just at the moment when someone at my side says

“There, she is gone”

There are other eyes watching her coming

And other voices ready to take up the glad shout

“Here she comes”

And that is dying

(Submitted by Qadar Ahmed Al Ansari)

Con Te Partrio (I'll go with you)

To Oum Sammar with thoughts about her journey through loss, pain, and yearning. We are always near you dear Oum Sammar, to assist you along this path. Sammar has lit a shimmer of light in all our hearts, and her spirit continues to shine for each one of us beyond the horizons.

In deep friendship, Yasmine Fahim, Oum Mohammad and Waleed Al Bassam

Con Te Partiro (Italian and English Versions).

Quando sono solo

sogno all'orizzonte

e mancan le parole

si lo so che non c'e luce

in una stanza quando manca il sole

se non ci sei tu con me

Su le finestre

mostra a tutti il mio cuore

che hai acceso

chiudi dentro me

la luce che

hai incontrato per strada

Con te partiro

paesi che non ho mai

veduto e vissuto con te

adesso si li vivro

Con te partiro

su navei per mari

che io lo so

no no non esistono piu

con te io li vivro

Quando sei lontana

sogno all'orizzonte

e mancan le parole

e io si lo so

che sei con me con me

tu mia luna tu sei qui con me

mio sole tu sei qui con me

con me con me con me

Con te partiro

paesi che non ho mai

veduto e vissuto con te

adesso si li vivro

Con te partiro

che io lo so

no no non esistono

piucon te io li rivivro

Con te partiro

su navi per mari

che io lo so

no no non esistono piu

con te io li rivivro

Con te partiro

lo con te


I'LL GO WITH YOU

(Con te Partiro-English Translation)(E. Sartori - L.Quarantotto)

When I'm alone

I dream on the horizon

And words fail

Yes, I know there is no light

In a room where the sun is absent

If you are not with me

At the windows

Show everone my heart

Which you set alight

Enclose within me

The light you

Encountered on the street

I'll go with you

To countries I never

Saw and shared with you

Now, yes, I shall experience them

I'll go with you

On ships across seas

Which, I know,

No, no, exist no longer

With you I shall experience them

When you are far away

I dream on the horizon

And words fail

And yes, I know

That you are with me

You, my moon, are here with me

My sun, you are here with me

I'll go with you

To countries I never

Saw and shared with you

Now, yes, I shall experience them

I'll go with you

On ships across seas

Which, I know,

No, no, exist no longer

With you I shall experience them again

I'll go with you

On ships across seas

Which, I know,

No, no, exist no longer

With you I shall experience them again

I'll go with you

I with you