(6-6) Jan. 30, 2006
Friday, September 29, 2006
Last and Least
During the time I wrote in this group blog the neighborhood generator broke down, then was fixed, the telephone line was repaired, then broke down again, the exams started, then ended. . . . It all comes and goes, days repeat themselves. . . . It's all boring, it's all intolerable.
I had plans for the break: Work on the Internet, write a post, watch some movies, read a book, get my room cleaned up and a whole bunch of things. Now, I just feel numb.… I don't feel like doing anything.
I finally got the chance to visit a relative today. Her grandfather had died two weeks ago, and I was hoping I would get to talk to her since neither she nor I are able to go out much. But when I got there, I found she had gone with her dad to visit her grandfather's grave, and I ended up listening to some old women talking about who died and who is dying.
Bird flu was found in Kurdistan, and that is just what we need, one more burden to carry. "No more eggs," mom declared. "But can't we just die and get away from here?" I asked.
They seem to be in vain, all those discussions about not wanting to live in hell, Iraq. It seems like real hell at times here, it feels like hell, it looks like hell, and it sounds like hell. But at other times, it amazes me that we can still go on with our lives. I smile. I thank God for keeping us safe. Is it that we got used to it? It's good that we did, but it's bad as well, because if we're satisfied, then we won't do what will lead to change.
I will one day regret the fact that I had an opportunity to write for such a site, and all I did was whine. But it's all I could do. It's the day-to-day life in Iraq.
Thank you for listening, and goodbye.
During the time I wrote in this group blog the neighborhood generator broke down, then was fixed, the telephone line was repaired, then broke down again, the exams started, then ended. . . . It all comes and goes, days repeat themselves. . . . It's all boring, it's all intolerable.
I had plans for the break: Work on the Internet, write a post, watch some movies, read a book, get my room cleaned up and a whole bunch of things. Now, I just feel numb.… I don't feel like doing anything.
I finally got the chance to visit a relative today. Her grandfather had died two weeks ago, and I was hoping I would get to talk to her since neither she nor I are able to go out much. But when I got there, I found she had gone with her dad to visit her grandfather's grave, and I ended up listening to some old women talking about who died and who is dying.
Bird flu was found in Kurdistan, and that is just what we need, one more burden to carry. "No more eggs," mom declared. "But can't we just die and get away from here?" I asked.
They seem to be in vain, all those discussions about not wanting to live in hell, Iraq. It seems like real hell at times here, it feels like hell, it looks like hell, and it sounds like hell. But at other times, it amazes me that we can still go on with our lives. I smile. I thank God for keeping us safe. Is it that we got used to it? It's good that we did, but it's bad as well, because if we're satisfied, then we won't do what will lead to change.
I will one day regret the fact that I had an opportunity to write for such a site, and all I did was whine. But it's all I could do. It's the day-to-day life in Iraq.
Thank you for listening, and goodbye.
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I am also sometimes amazed at how you can go on with your lives. Americans are such spoiled rotten people! Mostly, they have no idea what Iraqis must live with. I think that a lot of Americans would just break down and become paralyzed if they dealt with such hardships and dangers. The closest that some have come may be the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina last year. Hundreds of thousands of people lost their homes and were forced to move. Maybe some of them could understand and really sympathize with the plight of Iraqi people. As for myself, I try to understand and sympathize, but I am safe and comfortable, so my ability is limited. Thanks for helping us to see and understand your world through your eyes!
I wish you and your family could leave Iraq. I can't imagine having to live under those conditions. It must be very hard to go to school and keep focused on your studies. Here in America if the power goes out for a hour everybody starts freaking out. It will usually make the evening news. I haven't heard about the Bird Flu in your part of the world. Lets hope its not true. I wouldn't call what you are doing as whining. You are just telling your feelings under impossible conditions. I hope you have a good Ramadan.
a lot of succes with speed reading!!
and a happy ramadan...
and a happy ramadan...
Thank you for reprinting the articles from last year, I had not seen them before. I admire you and your family's ability to deal with the situations of your life and still look forward to tomorrow.
I wish you the best with your new classes at college, may they be everything you hope for.
I wish you the best with your new classes at college, may they be everything you hope for.
you should not regret this opportunity...
When Iraq was under the brutality of Saddam, there was no such an apportunity, but would the world knows about anyone's thoughts? no, no one. In fact, they consider iraqis as bad as 'their leader'. At least you are showing the reality. There are some who would argue with you, but who cares about ignorants. We know that Iraq is hell, human-made hell, made by iraqis and non-iraqis. Iraq has been hell for decades, but the flames from that hell became now stronger
my wishes to you of safe life for you and your family and all people you love.
Keep posting, keep great work
When Iraq was under the brutality of Saddam, there was no such an apportunity, but would the world knows about anyone's thoughts? no, no one. In fact, they consider iraqis as bad as 'their leader'. At least you are showing the reality. There are some who would argue with you, but who cares about ignorants. We know that Iraq is hell, human-made hell, made by iraqis and non-iraqis. Iraq has been hell for decades, but the flames from that hell became now stronger
my wishes to you of safe life for you and your family and all people you love.
Keep posting, keep great work