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أكبر و أنا عند أمي صغير، وأشيب وأنا لديها طفل، هي الوحيدة التي نزفت من أجلي دموعها ولبنها و دمها، نسيني الناس اٍلا أمي، عقني الكل اٍلا أمي، تغير علي العالم اٍلا أمي، الله يا أمي: كم غسلت خدودك بالدموع حينما سافرت، و كم عفت المنام يوم غبت، وكم ودعت الرقاد يوم مرضت، الله يا أمي: اٍذا جئت من السفر وقفت بالباب تنظرين والعيون تدمع فرحا، و اٍذا خرجت من البيت وقفت تودعينني بقلب يقطر أسى، الله يا أمي: حملتيني بين الضلوع أيام الآلام و الأوجاع، ووضعتيني مع آهاتك وزفراتك، وضممتيني بقبلاتك وبسماتك، الله يا أمي: لا تنامين أبدا حتى يزور النوم جفني، و لا ترتاحين أبدا حتى يحل السرور علي، اٍذا ابتسمت ضحكت و لا تدرين ما السبب، و اٍذا تكدرت بكيت و لاتعلمين ما الخبر، تعذرينني قبل أن أخطىء، وتعفين عني قبل أن أتوب، وتسامحينني قبل أن أعتذر، الله يا أمي: من مدحني صدقتيه ولو جعلني اٍمام الأنام و بدر التمام، ومن ذمني كذبتيه ولو شهد له العدول و زكاه الثقات، أبدا أنت الوحيدة المشغولة بأمري، و أنت الفريدة المهمومة بي، الله يا أمي: أنا قضيتك الكبرى، وقصتك الجميلة، وأمنيتك العذبة، تحسنين اٍلي و تعتذرين من التقصير، وتذوبين علي شوقا وتريدين المزيد، يا أمي: ليتني أغسل بدموع الوفاء قدميك، وأحمل في مهرجان الحياة نعليك، يا أمي: ليت الموت يتخطاك اٍلي، وليت البأس اٍذا قصدك يقع علي:
نفسي تحدثني بأنك متلفي روحي فداك عرفت أم لم تعرف
رب اغفر لوالدي وارحمهما كما ربياني صغيرا...............
من كتاب "أسعد امرأة في العالم" للدكتور عائض القرني
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أمي
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أكبر و أنا عند أمي صغير، وأشيب وأنا لديها طفل، هي الوحيدة التي نزفت من أجلي دموعها ولبنها و دمها، نسيني الناس اٍلا أمي، عقني الكل اٍلا أمي، تغير علي العالم اٍلا أمي، الله يا أمي: كم غسلت خدودك بالدموع حينما سافرت، و كم عفت المنام يوم غبت، وكم ودعت الرقاد يوم مرضت، الله يا أمي: اٍذا جئت من السفر وقفت بالباب تنظرين والعيون تدمع فرحا، و اٍذا خرجت من البيت وقفت تودعينني بقلب يقطر أسى، الله يا أمي: حملتيني بين الضلوع أيام الآلام و الأوجاع، ووضعتيني مع آهاتك وزفراتك، وضممتيني بقبلاتك وبسماتك، الله يا أمي: لا تنامين أبدا حتى يزور النوم جفني، و لا ترتاحين أبدا حتى يحل السرور علي، اٍذا ابتسمت ضحكت و لا تدرين ما السبب، و اٍذا تكدرت بكيت و لاتعلمين ما الخبر، تعذرينني قبل أن أخطىء، وتعفين عني قبل أن أتوب، وتسامحينني قبل أن أعتذر، الله يا أمي: من مدحني صدقتيه ولو جعلني اٍمام الأنام و بدر التمام، ومن ذمني كذبتيه ولو شهد له العدول و زكاه الثقات، أبدا أنت الوحيدة المشغولة بأمري، و أنت الفريدة المهمومة بي، الله يا أمي: أنا قضيتك الكبرى، وقصتك الجميلة، وأمنيتك العذبة، تحسنين اٍلي و تعتذرين من التقصير، وتذوبين علي شوقا وتريدين المزيد، يا أمي: ليتني أغسل بدموع الوفاء قدميك، وأحمل في مهرجان الحياة نعليك، يا أمي: ليت الموت يتخطاك اٍلي، وليت البأس اٍذا قصدك يقع علي:
نفسي تحدثني بأنك متلفي روحي فداك عرفت أم لم تعرف
رب اغفر لوالدي وارحمهما كما ربياني صغيرا...............
من كتاب "أسعد امرأة في العالم" للدكتور عائض القرني
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أمي
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أكبر و أنا عند أمي صغير، وأشيب وأنا لديها طفل، هي الوحيدة التي نزفت من أجلي دموعها ولبنها و دمها، نسيني الناس اٍلا أمي، عقني الكل اٍلا أمي، تغير علي العالم اٍلا أمي، الله يا أمي: كم غسلت خدودك بالدموع حينما سافرت، و كم عفت المنام يوم غبت، وكم ودعت الرقاد يوم مرضت، الله يا أمي: اٍذا جئت من السفر وقفت بالباب تنظرين والعيون تدمع فرحا، و اٍذا خرجت من البيت وقفت تودعينني بقلب يقطر أسى، الله يا أمي: حملتيني بين الضلوع أيام الآلام و الأوجاع، ووضعتيني مع آهاتك وزفراتك، وضممتيني بقبلاتك وبسماتك، الله يا أمي: لا تنامين أبدا حتى يزور النوم جفني، و لا ترتاحين أبدا حتى يحل السرور علي، اٍذا ابتسمت ضحكت و لا تدرين ما السبب، و اٍذا تكدرت بكيت و لاتعلمين ما الخبر، تعذرينني قبل أن أخطىء، وتعفين عني قبل أن أتوب، وتسامحينني قبل أن أعتذر، الله يا أمي: من مدحني صدقتيه ولو جعلني اٍمام الأنام و بدر التمام، ومن ذمني كذبتيه ولو شهد له العدول و زكاه الثقات، أبدا أنت الوحيدة المشغولة بأمري، و أنت الفريدة المهمومة بي، الله يا أمي: أنا قضيتك الكبرى، وقصتك الجميلة، وأمنيتك العذبة، تحسنين اٍلي و تعتذرين من التقصير، وتذوبين علي شوقا وتريدين المزيد، يا أمي: ليتني أغسل بدموع الوفاء قدميك، وأحمل في مهرجان الحياة نعليك، يا أمي: ليت الموت يتخطاك اٍلي، وليت البأس اٍذا قصدك يقع علي:
نفسي تحدثني بأنك متلفي روحي فداك عرفت أم لم تعرف
رب اغفر لوالدي وارحمهما كما ربياني صغيرا...............
من كتاب "أسعد امرأة في العالم" للدكتور عائض القرني
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أمي
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أكبر و أنا عند أمي صغير، وأشيب وأنا لديها طفل، هي الوحيدة التي نزفت من أجلي دموعها ولبنها و دمها، نسيني الناس اٍلا أمي، عقني الكل اٍلا أمي، تغير علي العالم اٍلا أمي، الله يا أمي: كم غسلت خدودك بالدموع حينما سافرت، و كم عفت المنام يوم غبت، وكم ودعت الرقاد يوم مرضت، الله يا أمي: اٍذا جئت من السفر وقفت بالباب تنظرين والعيون تدمع فرحا، و اٍذا خرجت من البيت وقفت تودعينني بقلب يقطر أسى، الله يا أمي: حملتيني بين الضلوع أيام الآلام و الأوجاع، ووضعتيني مع آهاتك وزفراتك، وضممتيني بقبلاتك وبسماتك، الله يا أمي: لا تنامين أبدا حتى يزور النوم جفني، و لا ترتاحين أبدا حتى يحل السرور علي، اٍذا ابتسمت ضحكت و لا تدرين ما السبب، و اٍذا تكدرت بكيت و لاتعلمين ما الخبر، تعذرينني قبل أن أخطىء، وتعفين عني قبل أن أتوب، وتسامحينني قبل أن أعتذر، الله يا أمي: من مدحني صدقتيه ولو جعلني اٍمام الأنام و بدر التمام، ومن ذمني كذبتيه ولو شهد له العدول و زكاه الثقات، أبدا أنت الوحيدة المشغولة بأمري، و أنت الفريدة المهمومة بي، الله يا أمي: أنا قضيتك الكبرى، وقصتك الجميلة، وأمنيتك العذبة، تحسنين اٍلي و تعتذرين من التقصير، وتذوبين علي شوقا وتريدين المزيد، يا أمي: ليتني أغسل بدموع الوفاء قدميك، وأحمل في مهرجان الحياة نعليك، يا أمي: ليت الموت يتخطاك اٍلي، وليت البأس اٍذا قصدك يقع علي:
نفسي تحدثني بأنك متلفي روحي فداك عرفت أم لم تعرف
رب اغفر لوالدي وارحمهما كما ربياني صغيرا...............
من كتاب "أسعد امرأة في العالم" للدكتور عائض القرني
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More than a paper ..................
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I was tidying my room the other day and found a paper among other ones. But this paper was and is until this day very special. It's the paper of my graduation speech in high school. Isn't it funny how years pass so fast without really feeling that. This paper took me 3 years back and I only had to read the first two words to realize that I still remember by heart these words and as if I'm reading them now in that special memorable day.
Ladies and gentlemen, parents, teachers, school principals and to everyone who has made this year fruitful. On behalf of all my colleagues and graduates I would express my feelings on this occasion with these words.
Days and years have passed and we reached the moment we have been dreaming about all these years. The moment when we'll fly out of the nest into the wide world. We finished the stage where we were surrounded and protected by our parents and teachers to a wider world where we'll depend on ourselves.
Though school days were tiring and full of efforts for studying and working hard but the last day of school is a fact today. A day we like everyone here to enjoy to the best they and never to forget. We'll never forget the mess we've caused and we'll confess how naughty we were. High school days are passing but the memories we had from kindergarten to graduation will last forever because these memories were the steps we took to be what we are today. Dear friends, when we get together someday we'll be remember these days and laugh and maybe a tear will be shed cause they are the best days ever when we were together. So, let's have joyful moments. Let's all have fun, for this day will come only once and days will quickly run.
We are grateful to everyone who stood by our side families, principals, teachers and friends. The people who embraced us with love, care and compassion especially parents who stood by our side all the way and suffered Twajihi (1) more than we did. We'd like to show our appreciation for everyone with a big big hug for you all missing you all with the greatest pride being with us till the end. Promising you all to be productive members for our community.
(1) Tawjihi: is a term used in some arabian countries for the last year of high school.
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More than a paper ..................
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I was tidying my room the other day and found a paper among other ones. But this paper was and is until this day very special. It's the paper of my graduation speech in high school. Isn't it funny how years pass so fast without really feeling that. This paper took me 3 years back and I only had to read the first two words to realize that I still remember by heart these words and as if I'm reading them now in that special memorable day.
Ladies and gentlemen, parents, teachers, school principals and to everyone who has made this year fruitful. On behalf of all my colleagues and graduates I would express my feelings on this occasion with these words.
Days and years have passed and we reached the moment we have been dreaming about all these years. The moment when we'll fly out of the nest into the wide world. We finished the stage where we were surrounded and protected by our parents and teachers to a wider world where we'll depend on ourselves.
Though school days were tiring and full of efforts for studying and working hard but the last day of school is a fact today. A day we like everyone here to enjoy to the best they and never to forget. We'll never forget the mess we've caused and we'll confess how naughty we were. High school days are passing but the memories we had from kindergarten to graduation will last forever because these memories were the steps we took to be what we are today. Dear friends, when we get together someday we'll be remember these days and laugh and maybe a tear will be shed cause they are the best days ever when we were together. So, let's have joyful moments. Let's all have fun, for this day will come only once and days will quickly run.
We are grateful to everyone who stood by our side families, principals, teachers and friends. The people who embraced us with love, care and compassion especially parents who stood by our side all the way and suffered Twajihi (1) more than we did. We'd like to show our appreciation for everyone with a big big hug for you all missing you all with the greatest pride being with us till the end. Promising you all to be productive members for our community.
(1) Tawjihi: is a term used in some arabian countries for the last year of high school.
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More than a paper ..................
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I was tidying my room the other day and found a paper among other ones. But this paper was and is until this day very special. It's the paper of my graduation speech in high school. Isn't it funny how years pass so fast without really feeling that. This paper took me 3 years back and I only had to read the first two words to realize that I still remember by heart these words and as if I'm reading them now in that special memorable day.
Ladies and gentlemen, parents, teachers, school principals and to everyone who has made this year fruitful. On behalf of all my colleagues and graduates I would express my feelings on this occasion with these words.
Days and years have passed and we reached the moment we have been dreaming about all these years. The moment when we'll fly out of the nest into the wide world. We finished the stage where we were surrounded and protected by our parents and teachers to a wider world where we'll depend on ourselves.
Though school days were tiring and full of efforts for studying and working hard but the last day of school is a fact today. A day we like everyone here to enjoy to the best they and never to forget. We'll never forget the mess we've caused and we'll confess how naughty we were. High school days are passing but the memories we had from kindergarten to graduation will last forever because these memories were the steps we took to be what we are today. Dear friends, when we get together someday we'll be remember these days and laugh and maybe a tear will be shed cause they are the best days ever when we were together. So, let's have joyful moments. Let's all have fun, for this day will come only once and days will quickly run.
We are grateful to everyone who stood by our side families, principals, teachers and friends. The people who embraced us with love, care and compassion especially parents who stood by our side all the way and suffered Twajihi (1) more than we did. We'd like to show our appreciation for everyone with a big big hug for you all missing you all with the greatest pride being with us till the end. Promising you all to be productive members for our community.
(1) Tawjihi: is a term used in some arabian countries for the last year of high school.
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I Sit and Look Out by Walt Whitman
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I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent
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I Sit and Look Out by Walt Whitman
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I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent
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| September 9, 2007 | 1:51 AM |
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I Sit and Look Out by Walt Whitman
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I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent
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| September 9, 2007 | 1:51 AM |
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I Sit and Look Out by Walt Whitman
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I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent
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| September 9, 2007 | 1:51 AM |
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I Sit and Look Out by Walt Whitman
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I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent
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| September 9, 2007 | 1:51 AM |
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I Sit and Look Out by Walt Whitman
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I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent
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| September 9, 2007 | 1:51 AM |
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I Sit and Look Out by Walt Whitman
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I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent
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| September 9, 2007 | 1:51 AM |
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I Sit and Look Out by Walt Whitman
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I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look out upon,
See, hear, and am silent
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| September 9, 2007 | 1:51 AM |
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