WHEN YOU EDUCATE A GIRL, YOU EDUCATE A NATION.
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WHEN YOU EDUCATE A GIRL, YOU EDUCATE A NATION.
There is a boy who calls me these days. And his mouth is sweet, words like sugar and honey and he calls me always late into the night. One night it is 2am and I am sleeping when my phone vibrates. I answer. I stay awake for only an hour this time. I tell him that âit feels like he is holding things back. Like there are things he doesnât want me to know, because he thinks I will think badly of him.â
I do not tell him how good I am at reading between the lines and how often I am right. I do not tell him how I always feel in my heart, what I am soon to figure out in my mind. Or how what is not being said means more to me than what is. I do not tell him how often I have heard the same lines, the promises. I do not tell him how cynical I have become, or how all I really want to know is that he is kind. And honest. How terrified I am of space and people who conceal, or impress or omit.
I do not tell him these things. Even when he doesnât call me for days on end sometimes, I do not call him. I do not tell him that I already know what this means. And when he asks if iâve missed him, i do not tell him that iâve been here before. And that I do not feel comfortable knowing that this is a game. I do not enjoy these games.
I tell him âmaybe, a little.â
âGo and live in a country, far removed from your own. Donât stay in one place, for the the whole of your days. Learn another language - even if only the basics. Try. Choose a place that intrigues or terrifies you - a culture you know little about and move there. Pack for a year, even if you do not stay that long. Speak to the people and bond with them. Even if only for a moment in time - by facial expression or mime, connect. Learn how to eat in this new land. What rituals are meant for which part of day. Learn how to greet; whether to shake hands, hug or kiss. Find what being alive means to them and how love is expressed. Do not compare it to what you have known, do not belittle it because it is strange. Life will teach you that even strange, is relative. And you are equally as alien to those you find alien, as they are to you. But even strange, is life. And even there, there is love and laughter. What greater adventure can there be, than to find this out? What greater beauty, for a heart to see? When humanity and kindness, transcends all barriers? Where learning a way, and teaching them yours, can bind? When the shopkeeper demands that you must stay for tea, donât leave. Accept. Drink with him in his market stall. Have dinner with your neighbours and sit with them on the floor. Pay attention. Observe how they eat and eat like them too. With your hands, with sticks or even a spoon. And if it becomes too much for your heart to bare. If the strange soil conquers your body and makes you ill - leave. Donât stay. Go home. Eat your mothers cooking. Sleep in the house you grew up in. See the doctor, who treated you as a child. Eat the food that grew your body this big, for a time. And when you are better, and when you are well. And when you find yourself searching for the food of the places youâve been. Or receiving strange looks from friends, for the new habits youâve brought with you home. Pick up your map and try again. No experience is a waste. However short or difficult. You may not see the change, while it is happening. But you will change, nevertheless. But do not travel, intending to save the world. Do not presume, your way is the best way of all. Be open, be willing. Life has much to teach you still.â
â - all this world awaiting, fgabdon
The Israeli Prime Minister called to ban the Adhan, so this âArab-Israeliâ Palestinian MP decides to ignore him and gave the Adhan in Parliament instead
God bless him !!
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He will give you [something] better than what was taken from you. 8:70
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The irony.
In case anyone is wondering, 99% chance he is telling the Native guy that he is being honored, despite him saying that it isnât honoring him in any way
^^^and what he really means when he says that is, âthis is all the honor I think you deserve and nothing more.â
He probably telling the native man to âchill out bro, youâre overreactingâ
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I have been told that in 1 week my family will force me to go through with something that I do not want to do. This will change my entire life if my family do this. I donât the words to describe how scared and trapped I feel. My family have said this is it for me, thereâs no way out. I am terrified. Please PLEASE I beg you all pray for me. Please I canât do this I canât go through with it I canât. Please ask Allah to save me from this forced arrangement. Please. I donât want to live a life like that. I beseech you all. Allah can do miracles. I am hurting I need Allahâs Mercy and His Help. Please please pray for me. Allah can do anything. He can save me from this from my family. I donât have anyone else to turn to. I only have a week left. Please help me.
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