I wrote this poem one year ago. May be it does'nt sound even as poem. But it will be interesting to know you opinion about.
“My grandfather was a cherry tree”
by Angela Nanetti
The story tells of a child, Tonino, who speaks of his life in previous years. He tells about having 4 grandparents, two in the city and two in the countryside. Those who live in the city are named Louis and Antoinette and look like all people of the city ;they have a dog named Floppy to which are very affectionate, perhaps more than his nephew.Tthose who live in the country called Octavian and Teolinda have a goose, Alfonsina and don’t look like to anyone.The Grandpa Octavian is fun, a bit 'crazy, but inclusive and devotes all his time to his nephew Tonino and transmits a great love for nature through the care of the cherry. "Heard a bird, go up without fear, Felice is your friend ... "said the grandfather, when he taught him to climb. It happened that one day, however, the grandmother fell ill and died of heart illness.
secretary can seduce her boss to gain a promotion or a raise in salary instead of working hard. In addition to a lot of trick and hell plans that Satan himself would disable to plot such. To justify myself, I am neither an anti-feminist nor a disappointed man with a complex. I still can think critically without harming any part. but the truth is clearer than to be hidden. I am not pretending that all women are bad, I am just clarifying the degree of evil a woman can be on!
It is 01:54 pm. The weather is so rainy in this dark night. It is surly the beginning of the Fall. As usual, I wanted to sleep my night above the roof, and I went upstairs and laid in my bed. dark clouds covered the sky. It started thundering and lighting.
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It is Friday, a blessed day for the Muslims. The Friday prayers are the most common Islamic ritual in this day. Also, it is the official weekend in most Islamic countries. In Algeria, both Saturday and Friday are official weekend! The government thought that the Algerians are hard workers hh so it added Saturday as a holiday too!!
I was seating in the living room watching the Friday prayers via an entertaining Saudi channel. Two hours is the difference in time between the two countries. Imam of the Mecca Mosque was performing the Friday address to the crowds of Muslims. The Imam was talking about the ethics of neighborhood! It is ok to tackle this issue in a humble Mosque like the one in my isolated village, or even the ones in the Algerian capital! But a great mosque like the one in Mecca, I believe that the topics the Imam must discuss must be larger and mustconcern modern and contemporary issues. I mean, Palestine is under the Israeli colonization since 1948. Egypt is facing a dangerous crisis and a looming civil war. Syria is about to be rained by NATO missiles and most developed arms. Meanwhile all this, Mr. Imam is talking about neighborhood, as if the Muslims there are not concerned with what’s happening around them in those brother nations!!! Of course a lot of mosques around the world would discuss such type of topics like the one was discussed in Mecca! No problem, because those mosques are not the heart of the Islamic world. They are not the place where millions of pilgrims from around the world head yearly. In Mecca, people who are doing the prayers or “Omra” or “Pilgrimage” are a mixture of simple and common persons, but among them there are many people who are running cartels and controlling the world trade. There are also, people who leading armies, people who are directing huge media webs and groups. Among the Harem Mosque there are politicians from all Islamic countries who can make, change or stop the political decisions…etc.I see, addresses in the Mecca mosque must tackle more sophisticated issues that concerns the Islamic word as whole, as one block, as one nation against any harmful dangerous assaults. I believe that Mecca is the source of the decision that all Muslims would certainly agree upon
one day.
Nothing is attracting the world views more than
the crisis in Egypt. Channels are broadcasting pictures and videos for military
forces attacking the protesters of Rabaa- Eladawia square. The protesters are
supporters of the impeached president Dr. Mohammed Moursi. The crisis emerged after a military coup led
by major general El-sissi against the Muslim Brotherhood candidate and majority
winner Dr. Moursi. People are dying and being
tortured in streets and security jails. After like a month and half the
army decided to stop the protest using power after the failure of peaceful
arrangements. In my opinion, neither of the two parts is going to get advantage
from confrontation. Whom we can blame for this massacre happening in the right
of innocent victims?!
In 25th
January, 2011, Egypt was the second station to what is known now as the Arabian
Spring; a large revolutionary movement against governing regimes. After thirty
years of silence and submission, citizens migrated in millions to the
Liberation Square in Cairo and other central places in most provinces to demand
the regime change. Mr. president Moubarek and his gang wanted to reach some
compromises to keep on power. Yet, the public will was stronger than any other
rival part. The regime that was settled by the army, had been removed by the
army. The transitional period was so critical, because symbols of the vanished
regime wanted to infiltrate again to the political arena to be decision makers.
All Egyptian institutions were awake and careful to stop such counter-
revolution. Some banned movements and opposing parties went back to race for
authority
Day two:
Still the summer and still the heat. Each time I mention the weather because it has a great
influence on my moral situation. I love winter, I adore the cold weather, I like walking under rain and getting wet. Am so active and vital in the cold weather. I hate the summer sandstorms and the hot winds that come from the desertified south. They block me. If I had the chance to choose a place to live in, I would choose Siberia ha-ha or the Northern Pole. Unusually, this year’s summer was the coldest and the coolest I have witnessed. Fresh winds did not stop coming from the coastal area. Our region witnesses the four seasons each year regularly. My best moments are when I am sleeping under thick blankets on a winter night and the wind is blowing hardly and shaking the trees outside in the darkness !! It gives me a feeling of safety! One day I will visit Siberia, I will spent a night in a shelter, I will enlighten only candles or chimney and lay in comfortable sofa reading a romantic novel and listening to the anger snowstorm hitting the silent mountains.
It is the 13th of an August hot day. Here in the lowlands where I am living since my childhood and till my death .. I guess!! There is no way to escape bore but by spending sometime in doing an unusual stuff. Actually writing had never been strange for me, moreover; it has been my favorite hobbit . listening to music and drinking a cup of cold milk can release an amount of rage and anxiety…. So your fingers will move smoothly on the laptop’s keyboard to type some thought that are blamed of bothering your tired head ! A lot of people write to earn living money, some people do it as a job, some people write for the sake of pleasure, and some others produce their thought in the written form to be read by people. For me writing can reach a sacred degree, like worshipping or praying. For the record, I am neither a great novelist, poet, scenarist nor a skillful journalist, haha, I’m no more than an average- educated lad living in the neighborhood. You may ask, why writing is on that degree for me …well, honestly, when I write ( of course not exams or lessons) some artistic or literary lines I feel epiphany, I feel a spiritual relax that lasts for days, for ages, for life even! A sudden happiness joys your hart, a literary “nicotine” will moderate your brain and donates you a positive charge. Peace could be extracted from that ink- paper mixture to color your mood with white and woody green. So, what else but religious prayers and rituals hold the human being to that level of salvation!! Did I make my point, no problem, it is correct for me … at least.
In my point of view, I think that only great figures have the right to write their diaries. Only those figures, populace would be interested to read their memories. Bonabert, Mohammed El-Fatih, Youri Gargauarin … such world leaders and great minds will take their readers to discover an interesting world of adventure and suspense. Their diaries would be models for men and heroic stories for children. They would be full of wisdom and insightful thinking. Yet, what in the name of God, would humble lines of a humble lad from the lowlands add to the arena of reading ….mmmm nothing I convinced myself!! If that, why then do we write!
I have no decisive answer for the moment. We do write, and we do register our thoughts on white paper because it is the only way to cure ourselves from our mental confusion! To create our small world… a world organized by laws of ours. We set what is permitted and what is forbidden. Nothing would stop the ink to form entities from our imagination. That’s why we write?...
understood that keeping diet did not help me to be slim. At least, i wanted to have beautiful modern dresses and did not want to suffer any more during the buying clothes.
. It is true. The world is unfair. I have a freind, she is very slim, but she has so great appetite. When we are having meal together she always surprises and says "If i ate as you so little, i would die ". I am so jelouse with her. She can eat all kind of sweets and cakes and never will gain weight. She is a lucky person.
I am
so tired and asleep, actually am not good financially. It is the 29th of August. Two left to come
back to work after a 3 months holiday. In Algeria, the teachers always take the
longest
vacation hhh.
Long vacations do
not fit me,
I rather more
prefer long hours
of work in
different
places. During work days, everything is sweet; having a break, eating lunch
with a friend, some chat and surfing on the net, and finally going extremely
tired to a warm bed.
I am zapping the TV, no show can attract my attention right now. My favorite list consists of the MBC channels. Most of them broadcast movies and drama. American and Turkish shows taking the lions share. After a long period of Mexican authority over the Arabian channels, the Turkish drama is dominating nowadays and stealing the thunder of x -famous moviesmaking companies! Bollywood also is trying to push its series to the drama arena after its successful movies. Yet, Indian series are attracting less fans because of their traditional views in producing and directing. Their heroes are so idealistic and 100% good and pure! They show an extreme and eternal struggle between the evil and the good! Im so influenced by the Einsteinian Relativity Theory which claim that no fact is 100% perfect. Consequently, perfection according to Albert Einstein is a matter of individual perception to the different phenomenon that occur around us in a changeable world. For the aforementioned reason, I see that presenting a hero who grew up among a family of life protectors and who is scarifying his life to save the earth, the town, the family . For his principles is a kind of laughing upon the minds of people. For the record, I can testimony that the Bollywood heroes are less annoying than those of Hollywood! When watching a typical heroic Hollywood movie, a person with a mind inside his skull would fall to ground from laughing! I actually, their action is well directed and performed not like the Indian one, but it is not a matter of the picture, or the dialogue or the performance of the actors who are so trained and talented. The issue that bother me is the American tendency to show a unique American character with high ethical and human values! Of course When children or adolescents or even grownups ( who have no minds in their big skulls) watch Ethan Hunt trying to destroy the lethal Kommir virus to save the poor Australians in one of his impossible missions hhh , they would dream of being him, a very powerful intelligence agents winning all the battles against the non-American (of course) devils. So silly it is! I guess.
I am not against showing the best values in the human being; however, I am against showing the other side as a fool bad miser and weak character. I am sure that watchers of the US cinema would certainly notice that Russians, Germans, Arabs, Koreans, Vietnams, Cubans… and other eternal Anti- American policy are always presenting the bad enemy. It is no more than illusion, illusion that the Americans want to promote abroad, their movies of heroism are like a simple cheap present but well covered in a colored box! It would be so stupid to believe that fictional scenarios about fictional heroes are true! American movie makers want them real, alive, and immortal. To cover this exaggeration, the movie makers are adopting new strategies to keep up their character accepted by the watchers. The strategy is creating a hero with bad or illegal past, a hero who did many crimes and religiously unacceptable actions… but, our hero is saving the poor Nigerians from slaughtering to recover his past and make some good to release his own soul. Such scenario was well performed in Bruce Willis’ “tears of the Sun”. For all those reasons, I personally tend to watch realistic movies in which there more than hero, and in which the other side is not evil, but a part who is serving his vital interests no more. For me, Bollywood movies are more just, in which their mutual Pakistani foes are notthat evil that the Hollywood would represent if it was it. I recommend to littlans to watch movies with their eyes not their hearts. They must accept only what is real and logical. To conclude, I would like to add, that it is true that cinema is made to entertain and to teach, but I see no necessity to falsify the truth for the sake of tickets’ selling!