lundi 21 avril 2008


Voici la photo de mon école primaire qui date depuis 1905. C'est dans cet endroit là que j'ai passé mes études primaires et non seulement moi mes frères et même ma mère.J'ai visité mon école depuis un mois à l'occasion de la fête de vêtement traditionnel, ça fait presque 10 ans depuis ma dernière visite mais, il y a pas eu de grands changements, la cantine elle garde encore son nom bien sur pas sa fonction, les classes réservées à la couture et à la menuiserie sont là et même la cloche que je le considère comme un symbole de mon école il garde encore sa place malgré qu'il sonne plus. En entrant , j'avais un sentiment blizzard j'étais tellement contente que j'ai eu des larmes dans mes yeux et en un instant quelques souvenirs me passe par la tête. La fête était vraiment formidable les enfants étaient superbes, c'est vrai qu'il y a manque d'organisation et les moyens sont modestes, lors qu'on a la bonne foi et on peut réaliser nous ambitions. C'est qui m'a fait attirer l'attention que les élevés ont montré à travers leur chants et leur pièces de théâtres leurs sympathie envers les enfants de Gaza et l'amour de notre prophète. ça m'a fait vraiment chaud au coeur de voir des anges abordent des sujets aussi importants. Finalement c'était un jour inoubliable et espérant que ce genre de fête soit généraliser dans toutes les écoles et qu'elle soit avec la même richesse.

dimanche 20 avril 2008

samedi 19 avril 2008

Enya : only time

Who can say where the road goes
Where the day flowsOnly time...
And who can say if your love grows
As your heart choseOnly time...

Who can say why your heart sighs
As your love fliesOnly time...
And who can say why your heart cries
When your love liesOnly time...

Who can say when the roads meet
That they might be In your heart...


And who can say when the day sleeps
If the night keeps all your heart...
night keeps all your heart...


Who can say if your love grows
As your heart choseOnly time...

And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flowsOnly time...

Who knows? Only time...
Who knows? Only time...

mercredi 19 mars 2008

Notre prophéte Mohamed (saws)


Cette fois ci je vais consacrer ce note à dénombrer les qualités de notre Cher prophète Mohamed (saws) et j'ai voulu que mon message soit transmis à tous le public et surtout à ceux qui ne connaissent pas notre prophète pour ça j ai choisi que ma note soit en anglais.


the prophet Mouhamed His manners and disposition :


"By the grace of Allah, you are gentle towards the people; if you had been stern and ill-tempered, they would have dispersed from round about you" (translation of Qur'an 3:159)
About himself the prophet (pbuh) said
"Allah has sent me as an apostle so that I may demonstrate perfection of character, refinement of manners and loftiness of deportment." (Malik, Mawatta; Ahmed, Musnad; Mishkat)

By nature he was gentle and kind hearted, always inclined to be gracious and to overlook the faults of others. Politeness and courtesy, compassion and tenderness, simplicity and humility, sympathy and sincerity were some of the keynotes of his character. In the cause of right and justice he could be resolute and severe but more often than not, his severity was tempered with generosity. He had charming manners which won him the affection of his followers and secured their devotion. Though virtual king of Arabia and an apostle of Allah, he never assumed an air of superiority. Not that he had to conceal any such vein by practice and artifice: with fear of Allah, sincere humility was ingrained in his heart. He used to say,
"I am a Prophet of Allah but I do not know what will be my end." (Bukhari, Sahih Bukhari, Chapter "Al-Janaiz")

In one of his sermons calculated to instill the fear of Allah and the day of reckoning in the hearts of men, he said,
"O people of Quraish be prepared for the hereafter, I cannot save you from the punishment of Allah; O Bani Abd Manaf, I cannot save you from Allah; O Abbas, son of Abdul Mutalib, I cannot protect you either; O Fatima, daughter of Muhammad, even you I cannot save." (Sahahin) He used to pray,

"O Allah! I am but a man. If I hurt any one in any manner, then forgive me and do not punish me." (Ahmed, Musnad, Vol. 6 pg. 103) He always received people with courtesy and showed respect to older people and stated:
"To honor an old man is to show respect to Allah." He would not deny courtesy even to wicked persons. It is stated that a person came to his house and asked permission for admission. The prophet (pbuh) remarked that he was not a good person but might be admitted. When he came in and while he remained in the house, he was shown full courtesy. When he left Aiysha (ra) said,
"You did not think well of this man, but you treated him so well."

The prophet (pbuh) replied,
"He is a bad person in the sight of Allah who does not behave courteously and people shun his company because of his bad manners." (Bukhari, Sahih Bukhari)

He was always the first to greet another and would not withdraw his hand from a handshake till the other man withdrew his. If one wanted to say something in his ears, he would not turn away till one had finished (Abu Dawud, Tirmizi). He did not like people to get up for him and used to say,
"Let him who likes people to stand up in his honour, he should seek a place in hell." (Abu Dawud, Kitabul Adab, Muhammadi Press, Delhi). He would himself, however, stand up when any dignitary came to him. He had stood up to receive the wet nurse who had reared him in infancy and had spread his own sheet for her. His foster brother was given similar treatment. He avoided sitting at a prominent place in a gathering, so much so that people coming in had difficulty in spotting him and had to ask which was the Prophet (pbuh). Quite frequently uncouth bedouins accosted him in their own gruff and impolite manner but he never took offence. (Abu Dawud Kitabul Atama).
He used to visit the poorest of ailing persons and exhorted all muslims to do likewise (Bukhari, Sahih Bukhari, Chapter "Attendance on ailing persons"). He would sit with the humblest of persons saying that righteousness alone was the criterion of one's superiority over another. He invariably invited people be they slaves, servants or the poorest believers, to partake with him of his scanty meals (Tirmizi, Sunan Tirmizi).
Whenever he visited a person he would first greet him and then take his permission to enter the house. He advised the people to follow this etiquette and not to get annoyed if anyone declined to give permission, for it was quite likely the person concerned was busy otherwise and did not mean any disrespect (Ibid).
There was no type of household work too low or too undignified for him. Aiysha (ra) has stated,
"He always joined in household work and would at times mend his clothes, repair his shoes and sweep the floor. He would milk, tether, and feed his animals and do the household shopping." (Qazi Iyaz: Shifa; Bukhari, Sahih Bukhari, Chapter: Kitabul Adab)

He would not hesitate to do the menial work of others, particularly of orphans and widows (Nasi, Darmi). Once when there was no male member in the house of the companion Kabab Bin Arat who had gone to the battlefield, he used to go to his house daily and milk his cattle for the inhabitants (Ibn Saad Vol. 6, p 213).
Children
He was especially fond of children and used to get into the spirit of childish games in their company. He would have fun with the children who had come back from Abyssinia and tried to speak in Abyssinian with them. It was his practice to give lifts on his camel to children when he returned from journeys (Bukhari, Sahih Bukhari, Vol. 2 pg.886). He would pick up children in his arms, play with them, and kiss them. A companion, recalling his childhood, said,
"In my childhood I used to fell dates by throwing stones at palm trees. Somebody took me to the Prophet (pbuh) who advised me to pick up the dates lying on the ground but not to fell them with stones. He then patted me and blessed me." (Abu Dawud)

samedi 15 mars 2008

enya

Anywhere is
by Enya
I walk the maze of moments
But everywhere I turn to begins a new beginning
But never finds a finish
I walk to the horizon
And there I find another
It all seems so surprising
And then I find that I know
{Refrain:}
You go there you're gone forever
I go there I'll lose my way
If we stay here we're not together
Anywhere Is
The moon upon the ocean
Is swept around in motion
But without ever knowing
The reason for its flowing
In motion on the ocean
The moon still keeps on moving
The waves still keep on waving
And I still keep on going
{au Refrain}
I wonder if the stars sign
the life that is to be mine
And would they let their light shine
Enough for me to follow
I look up to the heavens
But night has clouded over
No spark of constellation
No Vela no Orion
The shells upon the warm sands
Have taken from their own lands
The echo of their story
But all I hear are low sounds
As pillow words are weaving
And willow waves are leaving
But should I be believing
That I am only dreaming
{au Refrain}
To leave the thread of all time
And let it make a dark line
In hopes that I can still find
The way back to the moment
I took the turn and turned to
Begin a new beginning
Still looking for the answer
I cannot find the finish
It's either this or that way
It's one way or the other
It should be one direction
It could be on reflection
The turn I have just taken
The turn that I was making
I might be just beginning
I might be near the end