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“Jews are the masters, Arabs are the slaves, this is not by chance, this is biology and genetics” ”
They are happy to be slaves, they want to be slaves”
“Arabs want to live under occupation, because they can’t run a country or do anything, look at them, look what they look like”
Said one “chosen” one https://www.facebook.com/nahida.exiled/videos/2561156563913421/
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Today, I made some food and put a plate out for my five-year old grandson. He took his plate and started to sneak out of the kitchen.
I said Yusuf Habibi come back, we are only allowed food in the kitchen, we don’t take it out, we only eat here.
He came back and sat on the table looking very disappointed, then looked at me. He pointed at me, then at the door.
I said: what do you mean Habibi?
He said: It’s sign language.
Me: But what does it mean? does it mean I am a door?
Him: (laughing): No.
Again he pointed at me, then at the door.
Me: Does it mean I’m a chair? (there was a chair in that direction.)
Laughing again, he said no.
Me : Tell what do you mean Habibi?
Him: It means go outside, I want to have a word with you.
Me: OK, Habibi, sure let’s go.
Him: on the stairs please.
Me: OK, sure.
We sat on the stairs, then he said: your glasses, they are dirty there is something on them.
Me: Oh really? what should I do?
Him: They need cleaning.
Me: OK, I will wash them.
Me: Is there anything else you want to talk to me about?
Him: Yes.
Me: Tell me.
Him: Why did you shout at me when I wanted to eat in the sitting room?
Me: Habibi, I wasn’t shouting at you, I just told you the rules that we eat only in the kitchen. If I raised my voice I am sorry, I should not have raised my voice. But let me tell you why we eat only in the kitchen: we don’t take food out because the sitting room has a carpet and if we spill food it’s very difficult to clean. The only time we can eat in the sitting room is when we have guests.
Yusuf thinking deeply for a little while, then said: I know. I can be a guest sometimes. I go on holidays sometimes then I come back like guests, so I can be a guest.
Me: hmmm, Habibi, let me explain to you, you can’t be a guest because you live here. This is your home, guests have their own homes.
Him (smiling): Oooh
Me: were you disappointed that I raised my voice when I told you about eating in the kitchen?
Yusuf: No, I wasn’t disappointed.
[Pause]
Yusuf: I was worried 😧
Me: Worried? Why?
Him: I was worried that I might cry.
Me: Habibi, I would never make you cry, I love you so, so much more than you can ever imagine! You know this small heart inside of me, it has so much love, if only you could see how absolutely full of love it is 🥰
Him: My heart is full of love 💕 too. Love actually goes from my heart to outside of my heart to my skin, to my body, to my mouth, and all over me, everywhere
Me: Mine, too 😍
[BIG HUG 🤗]
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My sister and I are mystery
We could not be more different
She was the outgoing, I was the timid
She was the outspoken, I was the shy
She was the artist, I was the science freak
She was the extrovert, I was the introvert
She was the athlete, I was the inert
She was the social, I was the loner
She was the confident, I was the meek
She was the brave, I was the weak
Yet mysteriously, we are so much alike
Soulmates
A bean split in half
❤️ Love you Dima ❤️
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You are awesome for who you are
The way you are
That love magnificent gushing through you
Hardest of hearts would soften and melt away
That passion of yours, earthshaking
Moves the world, fills it with laughter, lifts it high
Your gentle embrace, embroidered in heaven
Wipes out misery, radiant again the human race
The power of your grace, majestic and sublime
Puts evil down to utter disgrace
Sweetheart, listen to me
You… Give… Birth… To… LIFE
Can you ever imagine more power than that!
Empowering you?
What a fable!
Power is already all yours
Power isn’t a suit and a tie
Growing muscles or a mustache
Handling machines doesn’t make you great
* * *
Power isn’t waging wars
Commanding mass-killing armies
Leading nations with iron fist
* * *
Power isn’t climbing a ladder of “success”
Trampling over whomever is on the way
Fighting through arms and teeth, for the highest pay
* * *
Power isn’t running in a rat race
While self-harming children coil and weep, all alone
Craving mama’s love, tender hand and blissful gaze
* * *
Charity begins at home, they say
Men and women are completing not competing
Meant to dwell in harmony
Super clusters called family
Where children learn kindness, altruism, dignity and poise
How to grow love, and how love grows
Empowering women?
What a fable!
Power is already all theirs
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