Saturday, 31 March 2007
Thursday, 29 March 2007
The past few days have been strange in the Libyan Blog sphere, there are good things that happened but there are bad things too that can sort of make you feel a bit down and Allah forbid lose interest in blogging. Let me tell you what I mean:
Tuesday, 27 March 2007
It was really incredible to watch them drive a car and even type an Email with both hands at the same time since each hand is controlled by a different brain, even walking, it is so amazing how they coordinate their movements.
I have found a short video on YouTube about Abigail & Brittney, prepare to be amazed by these 2 very brave young women:
All I can say is Subhan Allah - سبحان الله
Monday, 26 March 2007
Friday, 23 March 2007
What can we say about Wisam that has been recked by the illness that took away everything that is beautiful from him?
Wisam Mohamed Al-Abdali was born on 09/02/1998, he was admitted to Benghazi's Children Hospital suffering from stomach pain that caused him to stay over night. Halima Elobeidi, Wisam's mother, said" I stayed with my son at the hospital, when I heard that there has been an out break of HIV between children especially children that were admitted to this hospital in 1998, I hurried with my husband and son Wisam to the hospital, my hands were shaking, I was scared and frightened, I can not tell how our wait for the test results was, the result was Negative i.e. Wisam was fine, his father was very happy but I was very suspicious, most of the children that stayed with Wisam in the same ward back in 98 were infected, how can Wisam be Negative? I started to insist to my husband to get Wisam tested again, I just wanted to make sure, I am a mother and was starting to feel that Wisam's health is not very stable, I can not describe to you the waiting moments. Wisam was playing with his brothers, two and half years we fooled ourselves that our son was not infected, we wanted to believe the first test results, waiting moments that can not be described, long boring wait, I was worried & restless, waiting for Wisam's father arrival from the clinic with the test result, it feels like a life time, my heart is beating fast. The father arrived holding that damn piece of paper, he threw it and fell on the floor, he fainted" Halima continues with tears streaming down her eyes " Wisam is sentenced to an illness that we can not even cope with or live with, Wisam has been stabbed just like the other children, our tragic journey has started, what ever I say about it its not going to do justice to how tragic it is. We Libyans are kind generous people, we are not used to deception and mean treatment. when I sit on my own and reflect on that horrible day, I feel I am going to have a breakdown, when we were admitted to hospital that day (1998) my family brought me a bag full of the popular grapes from the city of Marj, Sanjaka the Bulgarian old nurse was with us in the room, I chose the nicest grapes and offered them to her, she was happy to accept the offering and when she tasted it she really praised how nice they were then she left the room. In that ill fated night I was sitting on a chair next to my son's bed who was asleep. I am an educated woman and Wisam is not my first child, I follow all of his medication routine and know them very well, I know what the Doctors prescribe to him and the doses as well, back to that night, during the very late hours the room was semi dark, in front of me there was a bathroom with the lights on, I noticed a shadow in front of my son's bed I jumped quickly asking what was going on? when I saw with my own eyes Sanjaka injecting a syringe in to my son's drip, when the nurse noticed that I was looking she got scared and quickly hid the syringe, I asked her what was that medicine for and told her that he is not supposed to have any medications at this time, she said that it was to reduce his temperature, I must admit that I spent the rest of the night feeling concerned, in the morning I notified the doctors about what happened during the night. Yes I saw her inject my son with my own eyes, I saw yellowish white liquid and to prove that, my son's HIV virus concentration is low that is because she did not inject the full amount because she got scared when she saw me looking, she is a murderer".
Wisam's mum continues " because of the late discovery of our son's infection, his treatment started late, we went to Italy, Wisam started his long painful treatment, he has to put up with the injections which started then until now, he still has to have tests and continuous treatment that has not stopped even for one day, he has complained many times about the dreaded medical treatment and medications, he has asked numerous times why he has to take it on his own every day but not his brothers, we all tried to hide the truth from him, this made it much worse for us, as he grew older I talked to his father about the pain of not telling Wisam about his illness. When we went last to Italy for his treatment, Wisam asked to talk to me in private, he closed the door then sat for a while, he then lifted his head up and said "Mother I want to say something to you but please promise not to get sad" I said to him go on say it, he said " I know the truth about my illness" I was shocked when he continued "I know I am infected with AIDS, I knew because I noticed how you all follow the AIDS stories on the TV news plus the fact that I come a lot to the hospital where the HIV infected children get treated" I nearly lost my mind hearing that and nearly fainted, I gave him a cuddle and told him that he was injected by criminals that sold their souls, he then added " is it true what the doctors say that there is no cure for AIDS?" I replied that God can do anything, he then said "we should go back to our country" that was how I confronted this difficult situation which added to my sadness.
Wednesday, 21 March 2007
For some reason Libya celebrates both Mother's and Children's Day on 21 March which is a bit weird, I remember when I was young my mother on Mother's Day would tease us and tell us to be extra nice to her, to which we answer its Child's Day too so be extra nice to us. Another thing I remember, my parents used to take me and my brothers on this day to watch the Fancy Dress Parade which used to go through the streets of central Tripoli, I used to like all those colourful costumes, is this still going? I wonder! anyway I would like to wish a Happy Child's Day to all of our kids too, May Allah bless all mothers, fathers & children.
A special Happy Mother's Day wish to all blogging mothers:
Monday, 19 March 2007
Who said Politicians can't Act?!
Sunday, 18 March 2007
“In travail upon travail did his mother bear him, and in years twain was his weaning.” (31 :14)
"Heaven is beneath the feet of mothers"
Friday, 16 March 2007
Today Britain goes Red Nose Day crazy, Red Nose Day is a fun day that is usually staged every few years and its for collecting money for charity, it is done with the help of Comic Relief, millions of pounds are usually collected to help the poor and disadvantaged here in the UK but mainly in Africa. It is something that the British public do best as they always prove their generosity by giving a lot of their money to this good cause. The money raised is split 2 ways, 40% goes to needy charities in the UK and 60% goes towards helping the poor in Africa.
Many organizations, businesses and schools take part in RND (Red Nose Day) its a day where you get to play jokes on your seniors and teachers, my children are taking part in their school, its a Uniform free day where kids can wear anything they want, it was strange driving to work seeing 100s of school children dressed in their normal clothes, many had red items on, some even had their hair sprayed red!
I am sure they will have a great day and I hope they manage to raise a lot of money for this good cause.
Tuesday, 13 March 2007
Monday, 12 March 2007
Friday, 9 March 2007
We all know that a minority of stupid so called Muslims have committed awful crimes in the west but any educated decent person would know that they do not represent all Muslims, that would be like if I said that I do not trust Christians because of what they did in Bosnia for example, of course this is nonsense as these crimes were committed by people that have nothing to do with Christianity. Unfortunately it seems many people in Europe have forgotten about many atrocities committed until recently yet they seem to think that all Muslims are criminals and should not be trusted.
Tuesday, 6 March 2007
Here, none of that applies. In fact, last month a British friend of mine I've met, who runs the accounting division of an oil-related company paid a Libyan man here a small bonus for actually going the extra mile and surprising her with his efforts, coming in on his days off to get work completed, etc. The first thing she found out was that the other locals shunned him because he's working too much, doing more than they feel is necessary to get the job done. The second thing she was hit with was a line up of Libyans with their hands out, ALL expecting bonuses equal to his. There is no reward system here, so to them it means that they all get more money this week because Joe-blow got the job done faster. Even the concept of personal reward is alien to these people.
The reason I believe it will never change is due in large part to their religion. I can't tell you how many times I've heard the words "En Sha-allah." It means "if God wills it." Basically, they apply this to every single facet of their lives. We will get you on a plane sometime, Mr. Tommy En-sha-allah. Yeah, really? Friggin amazing. I absolutely LOVE the culture here, the people, the society itself, but when you're talking about working in it, it's ludicrous. I'm slowly working on becoming self-sustaining, procuring my own vehicle so I can drive, etc. Relying on these locals for transportation has cost us thousands of dollars, no.... tens of thousands of dollars in wasted payroll and per-diem because we have to sit around and wait for days and days and days to get things done. To date I've been in this country 24 days. I checked my journal today to see how many days I've actually NOT worked because we can't get anything done due to Libyan stupidity... ten days. That's ten days of lost work in three weeks because we have to wait on Libyans to quit scratching their ass long enough to sign for a driver, or whatever".
Monday, 5 March 2007
I have had a request from Beacon on a comment on his current post about Road Safety, I am going to paste his reply to my comment, please if you think you can offer any help then it will be very much appreciated:
Thanks AL, you are absolutely right.I think a lot of people are shielded from the gruesome truth, which although can be shocking and disturbing, it can also leave an indelible impression which can change dangerous behaviours and may be halt or slow down the general break down of safety which we see today with tragic consequences.I think, as individuals we can do our own bit in increasing awareness starting from our own families.For example, people who have siblings or like you AL with children, its important to teach them the importance of being aware of road safety, for example, teaching your kids never to forget to buckle up their seat belts, or even telling them to remind their parents or elders if they don't use seat belts. There are many things to teach, and there is a lot of material on the net and special web sites for kids and elders as well. I have links on my blog, please check them out and spread the message as well. I have previously asked some of my visitors to try to translate some of the English material into Arabic, as I think ,my Arabic is much lacking to do so my self. Perhaps we could set up a joint blog like Libya Hub, where people can join and participate in providing material, ideas, posters, documents in Arabic which they could write or translate. I don't have much traffic on my blog to inspire people, but may be you can A.L, if you could hint on this idea on your blog, it would be a great start and it will have more impact than you could imagine. Of course the "Ajer" will also be great, lives will be saved.