فقدت اثنين

بفقدانك أبي أكون فقدت اثنين
من أغلى الأعزاء المقربين
فقدت سمر الصبية حلوة الحلوين
غصن من أغصاني الثلاثة اليانعين
رحلت حبيبتي دون سن العشرين
وأنت سندي وصديقي الأمين
إرثي وأصل جذوري المتين
ولسمر جدها وأغلى الغاليين
والأول من أحبائها القادمين
لتؤنسها وترعاها حتى يوم الدين
حتى نجتمع بمشيئة رب العالمين

رحمكما ربي ورب المسلمين

2010©رنده ربحي حماده

أم سمر

جميع حقوق الطبع محفوظة

I Wish I Was a Dentist!!!

I wish I was a dentist because whenever I have a toothache I try to look at it but I can’t see and I can see the patients’ toothaches. I wish I was a dentist so I can help people everywhere who are in pain. I wish I was a dentist so I can use all the different instruments they use. I wish I was a dentist so I can wear white gloves and a white coat to make me look sophisticated and mature. Well that’s what I wish I was but probably when I grow older I will change my mind.
Samar Al Ansari
Grade 5D
15/12/1998

A Mother’s Grief

“In time, dear, your wound will heal
And you’ll observe changes in how you feel
Your suffering will lessen a great deal“
Words said to comfort but so unreal

Words that bring tears to a mother’s eyes
She is hurt but they don’t realize
What the loss of a child does even to the wise
A part of her is gone when a child dies.

Bereaved mothers are unique in their grief
Their bereavement is for life, not short and brief
Lamenting a child is endless, without any relief
Believe me, they aren’t in denial or disbelief

Accept their sorrow and endless pain
Their ultimate loss is of no return
Thank God they survived it and are still sane
Allow them to grieve without any restraint

Acknowledge that a mother’s heart will never heal
Understand what she goes through and feel
Try to be less demanding of her is my appeal
And don’t ask her to bury her sorrow and conceal

Randah R. Hamadeh, 2009, Copyright©
Written in loving memory of my daughter
Samar Ahmed Al Ansari

Samar's Drawings (34), Grade 5D

كانت شاهينة تملك نظرية خاصة عن الصور.فالصورة تموت إذا لم نسقها ماء. كانت تمسح الغبار عن زجاجة صورة أبي بخرقة مبلولة، وتضع تحتها إناء مليئا بالزهور والأعشاب الطيبة الرائحة. تقول إن الصورة تعيش بالماء والرائحة الطيبة .تقطف الحبق والورد الجوري وتضعها في المزهرية تحت الصورة،تنحني على الصورة بخرقة مبلولة ،وتحكي مع ابنها

مقتطفات من باب الشمس

الياس خوري

A Tall Tale

There was a group of friends that were going to summer camp. They reached and it was such a bad summer camp that they were the only kids there! The instructor there told them they had to share a very squishy tent together. They broke the tent because it couldn’t fit them all. After a couple of minutes a bear came and ate all their food and tore all their clothes and tents. Then it started to pour rain and they didn’t have any dry clothes! So they decided to look for civilization. They saw a cave and they stayed there for 3 days . After the 3 days policemen came to rescue them. Then the kids sued the camp.
Samar Al Ansari
Grade 5D
21/12/1998

ليلة العمر

ها هم كلهم مجتمعين
أتموا عقد القران، فرحين
بمستقبل رائع، حالمين
ليتك يا ابنتي بينهم تقفين
وأحلى ثوب زفاف تلبسين
لكنت أجملهم بشهادة الحاضرين
بدر البدور الأضواء تسرقين
.شمس بأشعة الفرح تتلألئين
ليتك يا ابنتي تمهلت حتى تزفين
كي أراك حبيبتي، عروسا تختالين
وعلى أنغام الموسيقى ترقصين
ليتك تمهلت حتى ليلة العمر تعيشين
وأجمل ليلة من لبالي عمرك تشهدين
لاحتفلنا حتى مطلع الفجر بك مسرورين
بأن مشوارك مع نصفك الآخر ستبدئين
،لماذا لم تتمهلي حبيبتي؟ ذهبت تهرولين
.تاركة أحلامنا يا أغلى الغاليين

أمي كفاك شقاء! وكفى الزمن تعاتبين"
إن شاء الله بأخوتي قريبا ستفرحين
ودموع الفرح بدلا من الحزن ستذرفين
حينها سأقف بجانبك أستقبل جميع المهنئين
"والفرحة لا تسعك ومن قلبك تبتسمين
©رنده ربحي حماده
(أم سمر)

جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة 2010

Bring My Child Back to Me

Whisper,whisper,wind in the woods,
Bring back my child,here where he stood,
Let him laugh,let him shout,let him giggle with glee,
Wind in the woods, bring my child back to me.

Silence of morning, dew on the grass,
Give me peace in my soul,let this time pass,
Let my child sit beside me,let the two of us be,
Silence of morning, bring my child back to me.

Middle of night,so dark and so still,
Let me relax and remember at will,
Let my child in my thoughts drift forever to see,
Middle of night, bring my child back to me.

Sunrise and sunset,beginning and end,
Give me a day with my child,my friend,
We'll run on the beach, we'll play in the sea,
Sunrise,sunset,bring my child back to me.

Memories,memories here in my head,
Don't ever leave me,even though my child's dead,
Keep him alive,keep him strong,keep him free,
Memories of mine,bring my child back to me.
By Barbara Petterson

Soviet Invasion of Afghanistan

Causes:
· Leftist government set up in Afghanistan in 1979 with Mohammad Taraki as prime minister.
· His reforms and secular style of government infuriated Afghani Islamists.
· War broke out between Taraki’s government and Islamic militants.
· Taraki looked to the Soviet Union for support.
· War reached an acute stage when Taraki was assassinated in 1979.
· By the end of 1979, Islamic militants controlled most of the country side.
· Hazfullah Amin became prime minister and launched a campaign of terror on his opponents.
· Thousands of Afghanis began to join the Mujahadeen-a guerilla force on a holy mission for Allah.
· Soviet Union feared that Amin could win the war against the Mujahadeen, and because of Afghanistan’s strategic location they believed it was in their best interest to invade Afghanistan and fight the Mujahedeen.
Events:
· Soviet Union invades Afghanistan-Dec. 25, 1979.
· Amin was assassinated on Dec 27 by the Soviets.
· Soviets replaced Amin with Babrak Kamal.
· War continued to be fought between Mujahadeen and the Soviets. In spite of the Soviet’s advanced weapons, they lacked the experience the Mujahadeen forces had with the mountainous terrain.
· In 1980, the UN condemned the Soviet Invasion but a Security Council motion calling for the withdrawal of Soviet troops from Afghanistan was vetoed by the Soviet Union.
· U.S. President Carter blocked all exports of grains to the SU, he also ended the SALT Talks being held.
· U.S. boycotted Olympic Games in Moscow in July 1980.
· U.S. began to give aid to the Mujahadeen indirectly through Pakistan.
· Reagan increased aid to Mujahadeen in 1981 providing them with Stinger missles.
· Towards the end of the 1980s, Saudi Arabia, Iran, and China began to give aid to Mujadeen forces.
· Gorbachev pulled Russians out of Afghanistand under the terms of the 1988 agreement.
· Mujahadeen at war with itself due to emergence of Taliban.

Samar Al Ansari
12 IB

In Loving Memory of Samar and Baba

My Birthday

My birthday is today
Be happy Mother, meditate and pray

Although I am in heaven above
I continue receiving your gifts of love.

Remember all the birthdays I had
And how much you made me always glad

Today you should be very proud,
For I am still around

I accomplished on earth what I had to do
All that I did well is because of you.

Though my life was short and brief
I left a lot for you to find relief.

So beloved Mother, please don’t cry
In death, we have no say and can’t ask why

You and I are now one
You are my voice since I’m gone

Today, my candles you should blow
With a smile even as your tears flow

Put flowers next to my photo frame
Hug me and whisper my name

Give my brother and sister each a kiss
Oh how much their company I miss!

And in my name, a present donate
To someone who has an empty plate

This will surely be my gift
That will also give you a lift

Written in Loving Memory of my daughter,
SAMAR Ahmed Al Ansari
on her birthday
Randah R. Hamadeh©2010, Copyright

April 2010

Samar' Art Work-15

Leadership

Does man really need a form of leadership? Of course he does. Man is generally lazy, selfish, and a follower of other men. So he needs something or someone to look up to, a guide if you will. Those are individuals that put others’ needs in front of their own make excellent leaders, but unfortunately most leaders are selfish. The world is confusing enough, and it better to face the world with the aid of the family other than completely alone with the leader as the father.

Samar Al-Ansari 11.5

Sep. 14, ‘04

Economics

Explain why, in theory, freely floating exchange rates would automatically correct a balance of payments disequilibrium.

Under a floating exchange rate system, a system in which the exchange rate is determined solely by market forces, the balance of payments will in fact always be in harmony.

For simplicity’s sake, it is assumed that there are only two countries, the US and the UK. To reiterate once again, the US demands the British £ in order to purchase British goods and services. As for the UK, it also shares a desire to trade, and thus supplies more of its currency in order to exchange it for the US $. In a free market economy, where there is no government intervention, no trade barriers, and the cost of transportation is assumed to be nonexistent, the value of imports and exports will always be equal. For example, the UK’s demand for the £ is equal to its supply of the $, and since there is no excess currency being dumped into the market, the balance of payments will be at equilibrium. The terms of trade, ration of prices of exported goods to those of imported goods, can be used to further prove this point. The terms of trade shows how much a country can import with the revenue gained from exports, thus the value of both will always be equal.

To further clarify this example, let us assume that a factor increased the US demand for the £, thus the US supplied more of the $ in order to obtain more £. By supplying more dollars, the value of the $ declines, thus the $ depreciates. Assuming that the Marshall-Lerner Condition exists, the US’s revenue gained from exports will increase. Thus the situation automatically corrects itself, and the current account is at equilibrium.
Samar Al Ansari
Grade 12 IB

Smiling

I could feel you smiling

as I opened the book today.

It felt like, "Good for you Mum.

This will help you on your way."



I love that small connection,

of knowing that you're there.

It's such a special feeling,

a rainbow I can wear.



by Genesse Gentry

Stars in the Deepest Night

p.49

-2 -رسالة إلى أمي

I wish I saw you a mother

My dearest beloved daughter,
Samar
I wanted so much to see you
a Mother
Where at our home you and your kids
would gather
Along with your sister’s
and brother’s.
You and I looked forward for such
a get-together
You even named your kids
when others didn’t bother.
What happened to our dreams?
Beloved Samar
I wish I had seen you become
a Mother.
You would have been kind yet firm
with power
And your child would have been
your perennial flower,
That would light up my dark days
hour after hour.
Alas! You left so young ─
Those dreams we couldn’t acquire.

Randah R. Hamadeh 2010, Copyright©
Written in loving memory of my daughter
Samar Ahmed Al Ansari (4/4/1988-4/9/2006)

Samar's Art Work -14 (Mirror)

A Quote

I Believe...
That the people you care about most in life
are taken from you too soon.