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In the name of Allah, Most Compassionate, Most Merciful. All praises are due to Allah; we praise Him; we seek His help; we seek His forgiveness; and we seek His guidance. We seek refuge in Allah from the evil in our souls and the badness of our deeds. For whomever Allah guides, there is none to lead him astray. And for whomever He allows to go astray, there is none to guide him. I bear witness that there is none worthy of worship except Allah, for whom there is no partner. And I bear witness that Muhammad is His servant and Messenger. I would like to take this opportunity to express praise and to thank Allah for giving me the opportunity to write an important work of this nature.
Just Smile
Dream....makes all things possible.... Hope....makes all things work.... Love....makes all things beautiful Smile ....makes all above work possible...
A great teacher
A great teacher Interacts with the child (physically, and mentally) A great teacher gives affection to the pupils, makes them understand what emotion is. A great teacher smiles to his/her pupils even when they screw him up. A great teacher teaches not only text book materials but also The truth that's happening outside. Practice balanced with theory. A great teacher dedicates him/herself to the job. They made a commitment. Then they have to do it. A great teacher understands that a child is not only a tiny bundle of joy that can cry, smile, laugh. He/she must understand that in front of him stands a true miracle of life.
Wednesday, 12 October 2011
Monday, 3 October 2011
life is a short journey
life is a short journey
life is a short journey
it may be bitter
it may be honey
life is a short journey
choose your way
choose your mate
you won't be early
you won't be late
our ways may differ
but our end is there
go by car or by train
go on foot or by plane
go on horseback or by rocket
go by bike or by boat
life is a short journey
all of us will be on time
all of us will be the same
all of us will have a luggage
choose what to leave
choose what to take
choose what to build
choose what to break
life is a short journey
whether you like it
or you don’t
you try to change it
but you can’t
to break it
life is a short journey
whether you like it
or you don’t
you try to change it
but you can’t
life is a short journey
it may be bitter
it may be honey
life is a short journey
choose your way
choose your mate
you won't be early
you won't be late
our ways may differ
but our end is there
go by car or by train
go on foot or by plane
go on horseback or by rocket
go by bike or by boat
life is a short journey
all of us will be on time
all of us will be the same
all of us will have a luggage
choose what to leave
choose what to take
choose what to build
choose what to break
life is a short journey
whether you like it
or you don’t
you try to change it
but you can’t
to break it
life is a short journey
whether you like it
or you don’t
you try to change it
but you can’t
life is a short journey
"Palestine Will Be Free"
"Palestine Will Be Free"
Every day we tell each other
That this day will be the last
And tomorrow we all can go home free
And all this will finally end
Palestine tomorrow will be free
Palestine tomorrow will be free
No mother no father to wipe away my tears
That’s why I won’t cry
I feel scared but I won’t show my fears
I keep my head high
Deep in my heart I never have any doubt
That Palestine tomorrow will be free
Palestine tomorrow will be free
I saw those rockets and bombs shining in the sky
Like drops of rain in the sun’s light
Taking away everyone dear to my heart
Destroying my dreams in a blink of an eye
What happened to our human rights?
What happened to the sanctity of life?
And all those other lies?
I know that I’m only a child
But is your conscience still alive
I will caress with my bare hands
Every precious grain of sand
Every stone and every tree
‘Cause no matter what they do
They can never hurt you
Coz your soul will always be free
Palestine tomorrow will be free
Every day we tell each other
That this day will be the last
And tomorrow we all can go home free
And all this will finally end
Palestine tomorrow will be free
Palestine tomorrow will be free
No mother no father to wipe away my tears
That’s why I won’t cry
I feel scared but I won’t show my fears
I keep my head high
Deep in my heart I never have any doubt
That Palestine tomorrow will be free
Palestine tomorrow will be free
I saw those rockets and bombs shining in the sky
Like drops of rain in the sun’s light
Taking away everyone dear to my heart
Destroying my dreams in a blink of an eye
What happened to our human rights?
What happened to the sanctity of life?
And all those other lies?
I know that I’m only a child
But is your conscience still alive
I will caress with my bare hands
Every precious grain of sand
Every stone and every tree
‘Cause no matter what they do
They can never hurt you
Coz your soul will always be free
Palestine tomorrow will be free
Palestine tomorrow will be free
الولد وشجرة التفاح
قصة قصيرة..الولد وشجرة التفاح
الولد وشجرة التفاح
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree.
في قديم الزمان ... كان هناك شجرة تفاح ضخمة ...
A littleboy loved to come and play around it everyday.
و كان هناك طفل صغير يلعب حول هذه الشجرة كل يوم ..
He climbed to thetreetop, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow...
كان يتسلق أغصان الشجرة ويأكل من ثمارها ... ثم يغفو قليلا لينام في ظلها ...
He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
كان يحب الشجرة وكانت الشجرة تحب أن تلعب معه ...
Time went by...the little boy had grown up,
مر الزمن... وكبر الطفل...
And he no longer playedaround the tree every day.
وأصبح لا يلعب حول الشجرة كل يوم...
One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.
في يوم من الأيام ... رجع الصبي وكان حزينا!!
"Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy.
فقالت له الشجرة: تعال والعب معي ..
"I am no longer akid, I do not play around trees any more"
The boy replied.
فأجابها الولد: لم أعد صغيرا لألعب حولك...
"I want toys. I need money to buy them."
أنا أريد بعض اللعب وأحتاج بعض النقود لشرائها...
"Sorry, but I do not have money...
فأجابته الشجرة: أنا لا يوجد معي نقود!
!But you can pickall my apples and sell them.
So, you will have money.
ولكن يمكنك أن تأخذ كل التفاح الذي لدي لتبيعه ثم تحصل على النقود التي تريدها...
" The boy was so excited.
الولد كان سعيدا للغاية...
He grabbed all the apples onthe tree and left happily.
فتسلق الشجرة وجمع كل ثمار التفاح التي عليها وغادر سعيدا ...
The boy never came back after hepicked the apples.
لم يعد الولد بعدها ...
Thetree was sad.
فأصبحت الشجرة حزينة ...
Oneday, the boy who now turned into a man returned
وذات يوم عاد الولد ولكنه أصبح رجلا...!!!
And the tree was excited "Come andplay with me" the tree said.
كانت الشجرة في منتهى السعادة لعودته وقالت له: تعال والعب معي...
"I do not have time toplay. I have to work for my family.
ولكنه أجابها:
لا يوجد وقت لدي للعب .. فقد أصبحت رجلا مسئولا عن عائلة...
We need a house for ****ter.
ونحتاج لبيت يأوينا...
?Can you help me
هل يمكنك مساعدتي ؟
" Sorry",
آسفة!!
I do not have any house. But you can chop off mybranches
To build your house.
فأنا ليس عندي بيت ولكن يمكنك أن تأخذ جميع أغصاني لتبني بها بيتا لك...
" So the man cut allthe branches of the tree and left happily.
فأخذ الرجل كل الأغصان وغادر وهو سعيد...
The tree was glad to see him happy but theman never came back since then.
كانت الشجرة مسرورة لرؤيته سعيدا... لكن الرجل لم يعد إليها ...
The tree was again lonelyand sad.
فأصبحت الشجرة وحيدة و حزينة مرة أخرى...
One hot summer day,
وفي يوم حار من ايام الصيف...
The man returned and the tree was delighted.
عاد الرجل.. وكانت الشجرة في منتهى السعادة..
"Come andplay with me!" the tree said.
فقالت له الشجرة: تعال والعب معي...
"I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself.
فقال لها الرجل لقد تقدمت في السن.. وأريد أن أبحر لأي مكان لأرتاح...
"?Can you give me a boat"
"Said the man".
فقال لها الرجل: هل يمكنك إعطائي مركبا..
"Usemy trunk to build your boat.
You can sail far away and be happy.
فأجابته: خذ جذعي لبناء مركب... وبعدها يمكنك أن تبحر به بعيدا ... وتكون سعيدا...
" So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat.
فقطع الرجل جذع الشجرة وصنع مركبا!!
He wentsailing and never showed up for a long time.
فسافر مبحرا ولم يعد لمدة طويلة..
Finally, the man returned after many years.
أخيرا عاد الرجل بعد غياب طويل .......
"Sorry, my boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore.
ولكن الشجرة قالت له: آسفة يا بني.. لم يعد عندي أي شئ أعطيه لك..
No moreapples for you...
" The tree said".
وقالت له: لا يوجد تفاح...
"No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite
" The manreplied.
قال لها: لا عليك لم يعد عندي أي أسنان لأقضمها بها...
"No more trunk for you to climb on"
لم يعد عندي جذع لتتسلقه..
"I am too old for that now" the man said.
فأجابها الرجل لقد أصبحت عجوزا ولا أستطيع القيام بذلك!!
"I really cannot give you anything...
قالت: أنا فعلا لا يوجد لدي ما أعطيه لك...
The only thing left is my dyingroot,"
The tree said with tears.
قالت وهي تبكي.. كل ما تبقى لدي جذور ميتة...
"I do not need much now, just a place torest.
فأجابها: كل ما أحتاجه الآن هو مكان لأستريح فيه..
I am tired after all these years" the man replied.
فأنا متعب بعد كل هذه السنين...
"Good! Old tree rootsare the best place to lean on and rest,
فأجابته: جذور الشجرة العجوز هي أنسب مكان لك للراحة...
Come, come sit down with meand rest.
تعال ... تعال واجلس معي لتستريح ...
" The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears...
جلس الرجل إليها.. كانت الشجرة سعيدة.. تبسمت والدموع تملأ عينيها...
This is you and the tree is your parents!!!
هل تعرف من هي هذه الشجرة؟
إنها والدك!!
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Please enlighten allyour friends and your families
رجاء أن تقص هذه القصة على أصدقائك وأقاربك....
By telling them this story,
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"Love your Parents"
"أحبَ والديك"
