A Quote on grief

Grief can't be shared. Everyone caries it alone, his own burden, his own way.

 Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Setting

1770-1760 BC

I walked into Hammurabi's palace and I could'nt believe what I saw. It was a two -story house that held over three hundred rooms. I walked into richly decorated throne room.  The floors and walls were covered with reed mats, skin rugs, and woolen hangings. There were beautiful low tables and high back chairs everywhere, which were decorated with gold. His house was different than my simple one- story, mud brick house. There were also beautiful bronze statues of Hammurabi’s ancestors.

A servant came up to me, holding a plate of apples, pears, grapes,  figs, plums, pistachios and pomegranates. I wasn't very hungry but I took my favorite grapes just to be respectful.  The grapes tasted so fresh and sweet, like they were just plucked of the tree. The sweetness went through my tongue like a blade. I was offered some wine, but I declined because I don't trust anything that doesn't already exist on earth. I took some water, it tasted wonderful, it was cold and fresh, it truly quenched my thirst. I recognized that water; it was from the Euphrates River.

I began to touch my surroundings because everything was so strange to me. I touched the bronze statues and placed my hand all over them trying to get the sculptor’s feel. They were smooth and cold. I touched the skin rugs, and they felt so soft and warm against my tired hands.

I heard the beautiful music of the servants/ music of Hammurabi. I heard the drums, tambourines, and pipes of reed and metal. I also heard the voice of a beautiful lady praising Hammurabi in her song. It sounded beautiful and it intoxicated me to the extent that I didn’t know where I was or what I was doing.

I smelled the beautiful smell of incense. It felt like a flower that has just blossomed in my nose. I was in paradise. I could also smell the smell of the lamb being cooked, my mouth began to water, and my appetite just opened up. Aah!

Samar Al Ansari

Grade 9.2

March 8, 2003

في مكة التقينا

حلمت بأننا كنا بيت الله قاصدين

لنعتمر في مكة ونؤدي شعائر الدين

هذا هو حلمي الذي أردت به تظهرين

أتيت به لتؤكدي و تُذكرين

.بأنك معي حبيبتي في كل حين

كنتِ نائمة على السرير فقمت تنادين

" أمي...أنا هنا معك، ألا تصدقين؟"

هرعتُ إليك وإذا بذراعيك تطوقيني    

 وإلى صدرك الحبيب تضميني

شعرت بدفء قبلاتك على جبيني

ورويتِ بعض الظمأ الذي في شراييني

الهي! رأيتك ولمستك يا نور عيني

.لحظات اسعدتيني، تخيلتك حقيقة تكلميني

!ما أجمل لقاءنا عند بيت رب العالمين

لقاء قصير لم يشبع الوله والحنين

ليته  طال كي تبقي ولا تفارقين

.وتمكثي معي وقتا أكثر قبل أن تتركين

رنده ربحي حماده

(أم سمر)

جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة© ٢٠١١

The New Me

If you can't accept the "New Me",

From our friendship, I’ll set you free.

I am now a bereaved mother,

you can't alter this, don’t bother.

I had no choice, but to change

And all the pieces in my life, re-arrange

The tragic loss that I had to face

Ripped my heart from its place.

I had to adapt to my new self,

And all the aspects of my new life, itself

I was forced to accept my great loss

And the new path I had to cross.

Nothing is worse than losing a child

Thank God I didn’t lose my mind

I can't help but be the "New Me",

Sorry if that’s what you don’t expect me to be.

I'll always think of you with great love

And pray to the Lord in heaven above

That one day you’ll be able to accept

The “New Me” without sorrow or regret.


Randah R. Hamadeh, Copyright©2011
Written in loving memory of my daughter
Samar Ahmed Al Ansari (4/4/1988-4/9/2006)

November 2011

نقطة فاصلة

ما زلت معي يا ولدي...فاجعة حقيقية تحكايها رلى حماده 


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cj_VF-AgoaI&sns=em

It's My Life by Alan Pederson

It's My Life by Alan Pederson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VbR-JwFvfk&feature=youtube_gdata_player

The Hero of the Play

The Heroine of this play is Juliet. Juliet is the one who had to make all the major decisions and truly act like a woman. Everything was so simple for Romeo, but Juliet was the one who had to make sacrifices. First of all, Juliet was strong enough to disobey her father by refusing to marry Paris. Some might say that she ended up obeying her father at the end, but that is because she didn’t want to sacrifice yet another precious thing in her life. Juliet was not the type of person to weep over what has passed, but she was a person who took action. She went to Friar Laureee and asked for advice, then made a decision that will for sure affect the rest of her life. She decided to fake her death and lay in the Capulet tomb for about 2 days; I don’t know how more courageous you can get than that. Finally, unlike Romeo who was a chicken and drank poison to kill himself, Juliet killed herself by plunging a dagger into her flesh and dying a painful death. No one would choose a painful death over a peaceful death; Juliet did. Juliet was willing to sacrifice anything to the one thing she believed in, love.

In my opinion, Romeo didn’t understand love, and wasn’t sacrificing enough for Juliet. Everything bad in this play happened because of Romeo. Romeo constantly ran away from his problems, but Juliet had to face them like a true lady. Some might say that Juliet was a woman and Romeo was a boy. Juliet is a truly amazing character, who I look up to because she teaches us never to give up.

Samar Al ANSARI

GRADE 9.2

2003

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