I was sitting in my room staring at the street through my window. A few American tanks passed by and I felt of their speed and I felt very afraid, they seemed very angry especially when I heard that some mine was exploded on the way of some other tank( a friend of theirs) . They say that these are ''The last days" and for that we have to capture hope. Anyway I don't care whether these are the last or not, I just pray for our safety and safety of all the innocent people in this big world. On my way to school, I always see many people, guards, policemen, students ,pupils, teachers, workers, shoppers and bakers and many others. In their eyes I notice the freedom and willpower to continue, no matter what happens. I just love the end to be by our side and like it to be happy.
The past days were full of explosions and chases. Our class faces the main street in the quarter where my school situated, so any tank passes by, we notice it. There are many everyday. On Sunday there were many ones, American ones and national others. many explosions happened and ambulances were many too. Police cars crazily kept making noise and horrible calling " Waaa Wee, Waa Wee" to make other cars notice and clear the way. Every morning carries new news of different victims and the stories are different too. But thinking of these days can be the last ones make me feel high and able to forget the sadness. But I just wonder whether it was written in the stars the we would face such bad days. Ok, ok it is ok that we are cooperative and with our strength together can destroy the strong fence that hinder our distance.
This week I received some marks and they were really good. Full marks in English , French, physics. And I got 98% in biology, I loved to get 100%. Mom says that it is Ok because I just studied 7 pages of more than 14, I depended on my memory, I was very sick and my fever was very high and so I couldn't study well at all but I didn't like to postpone doing it. Also there was a celebration here " My sister's seventh birthday" and there was so much of noise, singing and playing, I wanted to ask them to stop celebrating, but NO, it is birthday and it isn't their fault that I'm sick.I hept kidding my sweetie sister and she filled my cheeks with many kisses.
Thank You Sweetie Sister!!
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Anyway, it was horrible week, but it is gone now, and I'm back to my nature.
My friend Es will travel to Baghdad on Sunday and she invited me to go with her, I refused her offer kindly because she will stay for a week and this isn't enough if someone wants to go to Baghdad and enjoy the fun and the pleasure there.
Our school board decided to create a magazine especially to dictate the student's efforts and activity and the school's news. I'll prepare a subject in biology, chemistry and Arabic. Arabic teacher loves me too ( every teacher loves me and here is the great pointJ and asked me to prepare and essay. I like to make and essay of English too but the problem is of electricity and time, I don't really have enough spare time, especially these days, teacher gives us much homework saying that these are the last days of the academic year and we have to finish our work soon.
Next week, there will be many exams and I have to be ready to get good marks.
Everyday new writings are written in the stars and what is written can't be changed not altered. Many wonderful things are and were written. Also there were bad things, but the bad ones were found to have a look upon our patience and hope.
Yesterday I dreamed of Angelina, I was sorry to wake.. Mom says that it was only a dream and I don't have to be sorry..
I don't know whether it'll be written that I will meet Angelina.
I'm so zealous to know what will be written.
Let it be written and let it be..