My daughter discovered The Diary of Ann Frank last year, in fifth grade. Fortunately she had an exceptional teacher (a DSEA member, imagine that!) who taught not only the Holocaust but the context of the entire Nazi period.
For awhile, she was very much into finding diaries, but this interest fell off when she discovered that random diaries in normal times are not half so riveting.
Then I found HNK's blog, the diary of a young Iraqi woman currently attending pharmacy college in Mosul.
The war is in the background, of course, but not the foreground. That's reserved for the struggles of a remarkable young woman trying to find her way in a traditional society as the wheels fall off.
Some excerpts:
There are people on the other side of the world.
For awhile, she was very much into finding diaries, but this interest fell off when she discovered that random diaries in normal times are not half so riveting.
Then I found HNK's blog, the diary of a young Iraqi woman currently attending pharmacy college in Mosul.
The war is in the background, of course, but not the foreground. That's reserved for the struggles of a remarkable young woman trying to find her way in a traditional society as the wheels fall off.
Some excerpts:
Salaam,
First, I am in a very bad mood right now, so if you are looking for joy, don’t waste your time.
Well, College, isn’t it what I was seeking, what I was looking for? Of course yes. And If they return me back to the past and ask me again what college I want to go, I will chose Pharmacy over and over again but I am really tired of studying and dissection frog and returning back home with no power to open my eyes and moving my leg.
I tired of not having a friend, a real friend. Why having a faithful friends became something impossible in this time? I missed my old friends who recently became perfect.
Leave “m” and “z” aside and talk about my fool behavior.
1- I make a fool of my self when I scream in the middle of physiology lab after the frog jump from my hand while I was trying to pithing it. The whole students looked at me and laughed* I was so close to cry that moment*
2- I made a mistake when I told the professor that there is a student who is not wearing the dressing for lab after he asked who did’t.
3- I make a joke of myself when I said my opinion about what are human’s right in peace, when I began my talking with coughing.
4- I make myself the most unwell come friend when I answer the questions ,the professor of physiology was asking, as the result, he like me, thinks that I am good in English pronunciation and he ask me my name. But in the other hand, most of the students began hating me.
5- I discover that I led myself to one of the colleges where geniuses are assembling to compete with each other’s. And I am now, feel so much fool and stupid.
I am so much not like myself today, so much UN friend with it, really not satisfied because I did’t study hard and not doing anything important for several of days.
I am feeling helpless.
Pray for me, please
During this month,
I thought a lot of me and who is really me!! And I decided that I need more time to spend with me and so I will work hard this year for me. Me, is the one that I am really don’t know, I don’t know what color she prefer? What desert she love? Which stories she like? And who is really she…
She, maybe the girl that survive,
The one that always be a live
Maybe the victim of this war,
The one who is really looking for
Maybe the rain that falling down,
The one who never want to get down
Maybe the weakest girl in world,
But not the weakest letter in these words
For the sake of me and my dreams, for the sake of that smile which was given to non but me, for the sake of my grandpa and for the sake of my country and for the sake of my religion and my God, I will be better person this year. I will find me.
There are people on the other side of the world.
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