الإسبوع اللي فات كانت تدوينة الجمعه عن الشعر. حسيت بعدها إن تراثنا العربي مليء بالشعر الجميل أيضا فقررت أن أخطار خمسة قصائد لهذه الجمعة
عبد الرحمن الأبنودي قال يا أمه قومي
يا أمة قومي بقـي.. ده انتـي فضحتينـا…
الأمريكان سكنـوا مـش وسطينـا.. لأفينـا
والاّ اليهـود اللـي سرقـوا حتـي أغانينـا
حرتوا الأراضي وقتلـوا هنـاك أعـز الولـد
الشهدا أكوام علـي الأكتـاف.. إوعـي تعـد
أبـدان جميلـة.. بتاكلهـا النسـور والحِـدّ
إحنـا انتهينـا… تعالـوا ياللـي بعديـنـا
يا أمة قومـي بقـي لأحسـن فضحتينـا
أمير الشعراء أحمد شوقي في قصيده قل لرجالِِ: طغى الأسير
قل للرجالِِ: طغى الأسير طيرُ الحِجالِ متى يَطيرْ؟
أوهى جناحيه الحديـ ـدُ، وحَزَّ ساقَيْهِ الحرير
ذهب الحجاب بصبره وأَطال حيْرتَه السُّفور
هل هُيِّئَتْ دَرَجُ السما ء له، وهل نُصَّ الأثير؟
وهل استمرَّ به الجَنا حُ، وَهَمَّ بالنَّهْض الشكير؟
وسما لمنزله من الد نيا، ومنزلُه خطير؟
ومتى تُساس به الريا ضُ كما تُساس به الوكور؟
أوَكُلُّ ما عند الرجا لِ له الخواطبُ والمهمور؟
والسجنُ في الأَكواخ، أَو سجنٌ يقال له: القصور؟
تالله لو أَن الأَد يمَ جميعَه روضٌ ونور
في كلّ ظلٍّ ربوة ٌ وبكلّ وارفة ٍ غدير
وعليه من ذَهبٍ سيا جٌ ، أو من الياقوت سور
ما تَمَّ من دون السما ءِ له على الأرض الحُبور
انّ السماءَ جديرة ٌ بالطير ، وهو بها جدير
بيرم التونسي و الصدفة
إزاى زمان النور و الحرية
صادف زمان القنبلة الذرية
يا هل ترى صدفه كده طبيعية
و لا الصدف تخفى فى حكم إلهيه
شوف لما كنا زمان الحشمة
كان ربنا ناظر لنا بالرحمه
و لما أصبحنا مجرد لحمة
اللحمة يلزمها تبات مشوية
سكتت على المنكلا قسس و مشايخ
و اللى بيوعظ زى حالى
رايح واحدة و النبي إنك بايخ
و التانيه قالت يبتليك برزيه !
ولا صلاح جاهين لما قال
فتحت شباكي لشمس الصبـــــــــــــــــاح
ما دخلش منه غيــــــــــر عويل الريـــاح
و فتحت قلبي عشان ابوح بالألـــــــــــــم
ما خرجش منه غير محبه و سمــــــــاح
و كالعاده دائما الأخير يكون ما هو أقرب إلى قلبي قكتب فاروق جويدة عن العمر و الأماني
إذا دارت بنا الدنيا وخانتنا أمانينا وأحرقنا قصائدَنا وأسكتنا أغانينا…
ولم نعرف لنا بيتا من الأحزان يؤوينا وصار العمر أشلاء ودمّر كلّ مافينا …
وصار عبيرنا كأسا محطّمةً بأيدينا سيبقى الحب واحَتنا إذا ضاقت ليالينا
إذا دارت بنا الدنيا ولاحَ الصيف خفّاقا وعادَ الشعرُ عصفورا إلى دنيايَ مشتاقا…
وقالَ بأننا ذبنا ..مع الأيام أشواقا وأن هواكِ في قلبي يُضئ العمرَ إشراقا …
سيبقى حُبُنا أبدا برغم البعدِ عملاقا وإن دارت بنا الدنيا وأعيتنا مآسيها…
وصرنا كالمنى قَصصا مَعَ العُشّاقِ ترويها وعشنا نشتهي أملا فنُسمِعُها ..ونُرضيها…
فلم تسمع ..ولم ترحم ..وزادت في تجافيها ولم نعرف لنا وطنا وضاع زمانُنا فيها…
وأجدَب غصنُ أيكتِنا وعاد اليأسُ يسقيها عشقنا عطرها نغما فكيف يموت شاديها ؟
وإن دارت بنا الدنيا وخانتنا أمانينا .. وجاء الموت في صمتٍ وكالأنقاض يُلقينا …
وفي غضبٍ سيسألنا على أخطاء ماضينا فقولي : ذنبنا أنا جعلنا حُبنا دينا
سأبحث عنك في زهرٍ ترعرع في مآقينا وأسأل عنك في غصن سيكبر بين أيدينا
وثغرك سوف يذكُرني ..إذا تاهت أغانينا وعطرُك سوف يبعثنا ويُحيي عمرنا فينا
Crochet Make Up Bag
**Update** You don’t have to use it as a make up bag you know.
I had some of that beautiful blue cotton which I used to make my tote with and I felt sad I had no use for it. So I decided to make a make-up bag. It is a small project which took a couple of hours from start to finish. I am sort of obsessive when I am making stuff. I can’t really stuff. I totally do not need a make up bag right now because I can’t seem to remember to wear any and I already have several already. I would really love one of you to have it. Seriously, I decided in the early phases of making it, that it would be a gift, I just couldn’t decide who. So if you like it and want a shot at winning it, just leave a comment below telling me what item is always in your makeup bag and why you love it so much. I’ll close comments next Thursday (4 February 2010) and draw a winner after that. I will mail it to whomever wins so I will need an address from the winner later on. The pretty fabric in the background with the butterflies, birds and weird looking flowers is the same as the lining. There is a little flower with a mother of pearl button too. I tried my best to get a decent picture because it really is so much prettier in real life.
P.S. I have been thinking about having a monthly giveaway for quite a while now, I just never could think of nice prizes. I don’t think I can afford huge expensive items like an 21 inch TV or something, but I really would love this to take off, so if you think you know anyone who might be interested send them a link. If this one takes off, then I am definitely having more in the future.
P.P.S Isn’t that fabric just gorgeous?
P.P.P.S I am a really boring make up girl, it is either black, dark brown or nude. I just realized that now.
Summer Sling Tote in Denim
It’s my blog and I’ll show off if I want to. Two of my latest and favorite crochet peices are a tote and flag ball.
The flag ball was sort of inspired by seeing lots of Kuwaiti flags in preparation for February’s Hala February. I got into this patriotic mood and decided to make my own flag. At first I thought a felt flag might be an idea but was at loss for ideas on how to hang it in the car and then I came across this pattern for ornament balls. It took about an hour to make. The only problem with is that Lulu sits at the back and keeps asking for it to play with. I think I might make another bigger one without the hanging chain so she can have it.
Egyptian Flag Ball
I found the tote on Ravelry for the Summer Sling Tote and fell in love with it. Yes I fall in love with tote patterns. I am crazy like that. I could almost touch it in my head. I went out and got this beautiful denim blue cotton and started at it 3 days ago. All the time while I was working on it, I was imagining myself taking it out and enjoying it. I did shorten the handle from the original pattern because when the handle is too long I am a little bit uncomfortable. I had some pretty IKEA upholstery fabric and decided to use it as a lining. Lining the bag was definitely the hardest part, my fingers are still sore. I don’t have a sewing machine so it was all hand stitched and the fabric is really tough. Instead of using a whip stitch to join the bag and the lining I used a blanket stitch. The bag was awesome but it was too open, I then found 3 wooden buttons in my sewing kit and added them too and now I can’t wait to go out so I can enjoy my new tote.
Now excuse me while I go enjoy playing with my new tote before I go out with it.
It all started when I watched Invictus last week [really worth seeing] and realized that Mandella was a great thinker, South Africa looks amazing and I had to read the poem which the movie is named after because it was so inspirational which led me onto a search of more inspirational texts.
Invictus by William Ernest Henely
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
The Cloud by Percy Bysshe Shelley
I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.
If by Rudyard Kipling
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!
And last but definitely not least my own personal favorite:
Desiderata by Max Erhmann
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952
I watched Mecano last weekend with my husband and loved it. It was heart warming and moving or maybe I was in an emotional mood.
If you haven’t watched the movie and don’t want a spoiler than go check out another post and come back when you have seen it. It really is a great movie worth watching.
In 2 minutes the movie is :
Khaled is a freelance architect who creates amazing work and also had a tumor removed from his brain and keeps losing his memory. Waleed is his brother who helps him out. Amira is a marketing guru and is marketing the project Khaled designs. Amira meets Khaled, they fall in love, he tells her, her ex-husband wants her back, he finds out about Khaled, tells the owner of the company Waleed works for, gets them fired, Khaled loses his memory, Amira decides to stay.
To keep a secret, you must not tell anyone
Seriously, if you don’t want people to know stuff don’t tell anyone. Just because you told your friend who promised she would not tell anyone does not necessarily mean she won’t. Amira confided in her friend because she trusted her and her friend went and told Amira’s ex-husband about Khaled’s condition thinking she was doing the right thing.
People are fickle
You might be indispensable now but if people think you are a threat to their well being they will drop you like hot coal. Even though Khaled’s designs were fantastic, the boss didn’t want to loose his credibility if the world found out about his condition so he fired Khaled and Waleed.
The trailer is not the movie
Just because you have seen a trailer doesn’t mean you have seen the movie. The same goes for people, just because you have met someone once or twice does not really mean that you know them.
Blood is thicker than water
Waleed, Khaled’s brother chose to stand by him because that is what family does. Be grateful for your family.
Even the toughest people need breaks
Waleed rode his bike every night to take a break from the stress. We all need a hobby or some sort of interest that can take us away from the daily grind so we can keep going.
Sometime, you need to choose to make tea
Nearing the end of the movie, Khaled chose to be honest with Amira, Amira chose to stay with him and Waleed chose to make tea. Sometimes you need to let people make their own decisions even if you disagree with them. We can not control every aspect of life and we can not believe that we can tell people what the right thing for them is, everyone has to make that choice on their own and bear the consequences.
Nour and Tayem Hassan are non Egyptians playing the leading roles in an Egyptian movie. It is nice to see this kind of collaboration in the movie industry.
It is cool to see ‘freelancer’ being used in a movie.
I thought the building blocks he used were generic Legos why does he call them Mecano?
Spicy popcorn is awesome.
Caramel popcorn is even more awesome.
A smart lady buys lots of pop corn just in case.
Today’s kids are pretty lucky when it comes to how much easier life has become compared to the lives of our grandparents. There are so many things that they will not know at all because they have become obsolete in our lifetime.
Even toy phones now are made like cell phones. Who still owns a rotary phone except my grandmother? Most lines are now tone lines versus the old pulse lines. My grandmother has the original phone given to her by the telephone company when they installed the phone in the 1940s. It is a huge black piece of equipment that is quite heavy. It still works and is a testament to how far telecommunications have come in the past century. Not to mention the fact that they won’t see non cordless phones either. They will never know what it means to take a phone call and have to sit still in the same place until that phone call ends because the phone is attached to the wall with a cord. They also won’t know what it means to call their friends and have their mom tell them that their friend has gone out or is not at home.
Not Having Internet
The Internet was invented and became a hit in my lifetime. I was not born into a world with Internet, I didn’t have an email address or IM until I was a young teen. They on the other hand are born with their facebook or twitter accounts (created by their parents) they know how to google Barney before they go to preschool. To them every piece of information in the world is accessible and they know how to get it. They will not learn how to research a subject from books in a library. They will not think of Encyclopedias when they want to find something out. Britannica will not be synonymous to knowledge, Google will.
I am thinking of Egypt’s Channel 5 which is Alexandria’s channel. I am not making sense am I? Actually I was thinking about free to air satellite TV and all the channels that everyone has access to now. We had our first satellite receiver installed back in 1995 I think. The receiver was an ugly black analoge contraption. It gave us the freedom to watch non Egyptian TV. Kids today do not really understand what “limited choices” mean because well, their choices are limitless. Even if they can’t find something they like on TV they can always watch YouTube or Hulu or any of the channels streaming their content on the Internet. And if you have never watched channel 5 be very grateful.
Defrosting food the old fashioned way
Because they don’t know what it is like living before the microwave become a staple household item. They might not even learn how to make popcorn the old fashioned way.
Cassette Tapes and VHS tapes
Who would use tapes if they can get better quality from CDs and DVDs. I hated our VCR it would break down all the time and all the rewinding and fast forwarding. DVDs are so much cooler especially with director’s cuts and extras. MP3 players are also so much better than cassette tapes. The average MP3 player is the same size as a tape maybe much smaller but it holds a thousand times more in terms of audio. Even MP3 players have come a long way. Better quality audio, larger storage capacity and the ability to play video or show audio books.
What do you think the younger generations will not get to see or experience?
Yes, I confess, I am a hair monster. I treat my hair really badly with the conviction that hair eventually grows out or back. A word of advice, it grows yes that is true but it also gets angry and starts doing weird things if you abuse it way too much. Over the years I have done some really bad bad things to my hair.
The mullet was not my idea, the mullet could not have been prevented. In a sad sad summer, the summer when my parents sent us to Egypt and my mom was in China and my dad was in Scotland my sister and I were left with my grandmother. My grandmother is a wonderful lady, she really is, her only problem was that she had this weird idea that a mullet cut would a) look good on us. b) would be more manageable. Unfortunately she was wrong on both counts. My sister had it even worse. I would love to show you pictures but since we are both veiled now I can’t, plus I think my sister burned all evidence of that time. Seriously mullets suck and are a pain in the neck to grow out.
Sheen was so wrong. Imagine Black Henna married to a regular perm. First of all it smells really strong and its application is torture you have to keep it on your hair for six hour so we would just apply it and wear a plastic shower cap and use an old pillow case on the pillows and fall asleep. Falling asleep with smelly goo on your head is not a good idea. Then you have to wash it off in the morning. Washing it out was a pain too. It’s like washing sticky sand out of your hair. The effect is straight jet black hair. It was awesome on my mom’s hair, who has naturally jet black hair. On my sister and I it looked wrong, my sister is a red head and I am a brunette so we just looked like Adam’s Family Halloween costumes gone wrong. What I hated the most was how the ends looked, they looked like pins sticking out.
Home Hair Dye
I dye my hair at home because I am lazy and a little bit cheap and usually really bored. I get bored with my hairon a, my husband doesn’t like short hair so I decide to dye it. That’s what happens. I am good at the application and it turns out looking really nice, but boy does hair dye dry your hair. Everytime I tell myself I am not going to do it again but I can’t help myself.
Yes, I once poured half a can of diet pepsi on my hair. Why? Because we were at the beach and my friends were talking about how beer supposedly gives you that sun kissed bleached hair. Since I don’t drink and won’t buy beer because of Religious reasons I thought I drink Diet Pepsi, maybe that would work on my hair. I am not sure if it did or if it was the acid or because I slept for a couple of hours in the sun but my hair did get a shade lighter. Brutal aren’t I?
Soap and Water
Have you ever washed your hair with hand soap? Don’t, your hair will not forgive you easily. There were times when I’d relalize too late that we just ran out of shampoo and I’d just wash my hair anyway with shower gel or regular soap. Thankfully that doesn’t happen anymore because my husband and I buy too much shampoo and there is usually a bottle of baby shampoo too. The odds of running out of three types of shampoo at the same time are not against my hair. I love baby shampoo. It smells so clean and fresh. I also use the stuff for bubble baths for Lulu because it doesn’t hurt her eyes when she puts her face in the water to eat the bubbles. Although if you do have an all natural organic olive oil soap bar, then by all means do try washing your hair with it, your hair will thank you. Seriously, Olive Oil soap is just like magic.
I have done some good things to my hair too, they’re just not as many as the no-nos. Like last year I tried the Brazillian Blow Dry Keratin thing. At first I didn’t see a difference but then I realized that my hair was not as frizzy as it used to be and it was noticeably more manageable. I also went through a phase of deep conditioning because I bought a jar of beautifully smelling deep shea butter conditioner, unfortunately I can’t find the stuff again. I also tried the conditioner only cleaning method which was also really nice to my hair. You wash your hair with conditioner only, no shampoo. You need to use the cheaper kinds of conditioner because they are lighter and work better in this method.
What is the worst thing you have done to your hair?
Dear Pampers People,
Can you please make a pack of diapers that only has those cute monkeys on the front panel thingy, a pack with puppies only and a third pack with the kittens.
Thank You In Advance,
The mother of a toddler who likes to go through the whole pack so she can find the monkeys and the puppies.
This post was inspired by this other post from over there. I hate being judged as a mother. Motherhood has also taught me to stop judging other mothers. Before I became a mother I would see little toddlers throwing tantrums in the supermarket and think if that kid’s mother disciplined him well he wouldn’t be acting out. Fast forward and my little girl will occasionally throw a mega temper tantrum in public because she wants to stand in the shopping cart and pull stuff off the shelves and throw them on the floor and I won’t let her. It is embarrassing for myself and annoying to other customers, but I can’t let her run wild. I had to choose between the lesser of two evils. If I let her do what she wants I will still be judged as a bad mother. The only women who don’t judge me are the ones with children the same age as my daughter, they pass by and smile or laugh and sometimes even tell me it will pass and she will grow up and stop doing that, exactly the same way I treat other mothers when I see them helplessly trying to deal with an angry toddler. Toddlers are little energizer bunnies with mood swings and chocolate highs. Which is why I limit her chocolate intake. It is like there is always someone around who thinks you can be doing a better job and has to tell you about it. Give her a banana, she should eat more meat, she should drink more milk, she should wear a coat, she’s hungry, she’s thirsty, tell her to sleep (like I could do that) and the list goes on for ever. It is even more annoying when the advice is coming from a man. No offense to the guys, but most of them really have no idea. Like food for example, I have a very stubborn and obstinate daughter, she will not eat when she’s not hungry and she will not wait for food when she’s hungry. If she’s hungry she will tell me and insist on eating NOW and she usually will ask for something specific. I don’t mind. I really don’t care what she eats and in what order as long as through out the day she gets her nutrients and enough caloric intake. I mean who cares if she eats the pasta on its own first, then the chicken and then munches on the vegetables as a snack later in the evening. We were once out for lunch and my daughter decided to eat all of the cucumber slices she could find first to the horror of our friends who kept saying she should eat the carbs and proteins first. I agree, in a perfect world she should, but in my world she can eat in whichever order she pleases as long as she eats a hearty, healthy and nutritious meal. Like this morning for example, she woke up and asked for cheese then cereal. Other days she will whine for a scrambled egg. My own personal belief is that even though I am the mother and somewhat in charge, she is still a little teeny tiny person with her own set of taste buds and cravings.
Finding your own parenting style is difficult, but unless you find something you really are comfortable with you will just confuse your kid and end up feeling exhausted and unhappy most of the time. When I was pregnant I had these illusions of being a strict disciplinarian. When she decided to pop out I realized I was totally kidding myself. I am not very high on self discipline myself so how can I suddenly snap my fingers and become the icon of self discipline. I am on the other hand mellow, relaxed and somewhat patient so I kept trying different things until I found a style that fit. I let her be, and let her do what she wants on her own time as long as it is not dangerous. Once her safety is at stake I put my foot down and do it firmly and quietly. This has resulted in having to clean more than the stricter mother. I’ve had to wash carpets, floors, clothes and sometimes the walls because of little experiments gone bad, but my guess is that because she gets to try stuff for herself once she is told not to do something and is given an alternative she is usually responsive. Again, I am not advocating any style I am just saying that this is what works for me.
Some things were a struggle at first, like buckling her into the car seat. She would kick and scream, but since her safety is more important than a couple of minutes of kicking and screaming I insisted and she stopped resisting. She has figured out how to free her arms from its confines though. She’s a little budding Houdini. Sometimes when I have friends with me in the car they’ll say that they can take her out of it and have her sit on their laps but I always say no, I am proud of my mini accomplishment of taming my toddler into understanding some of the constraints of life and don’t want to be inconsistent.
My husband will sometimes question my methods or ideas, but he has given me the freedom to do what I believe is best for her and is supportive most of the time. The other time is when she’s daddy’s little girl and has him wrapped around her little pinkie. Those times are when she will sit on his lap and make him feed her chocolate or will make him change the channel while he’s watching a serious show so that she can watch Curious George. Sometimes he is more patient than I am when I have had a long day and am tired and will cuddle her to sleep and sometimes when he has had a long an exhausting day he can’t handle her whining so he becomes a tougher disciplinarian but not for long usually because he’s just a huge softie inside. But to be honest even when he criticizes my ways or points out what I am doing wrong I don’t like it. No mother wants to be told that what she is doing is not the best for her child.
So my advice is this, when you see a frazzled mother instead of pointing the finger ask if she needs help, because she just might say she does and please if she asks for something specific bite your tongue and try to do what she wants instead of doing what you think she should have asked for. Honestly, most moms can figure out the best way to do things on their own, they just need to learn the ropes on their own so they can be confident enough while they are using them. And maybe once she has relaxed she might ask for your advice and maybe she might take it and try to implement it her way.
A rich man can be very poor when he is:
“People who have a lot of money and no time we call ‘rich’. People who have time but no money we call ‘poor’. Yet the most precious gifts–love, friendship, time with loved ones–grow only in the sweet soil of “unproductive” time.” – Unknown
“A stingy man is eager to get rich and is unaware that poverty awaits him.” Yiddish Proverb
“Selfishness comes from poverty in the heart, from the belief that love is not abundant.” – Don Miguel Ruiz
“Be careful to leave your sons well instructed rather than rich, for the hopes of the instructed are better than the wealth of the ignorant.” – Epictetus
“It is harder to be poor without murmuring than to be rich without arrogance.” – Confucius