tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279917132011-04-21T18:56:18.397-07:00Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comBlogger441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-5908821425519325512009-04-07T09:36:00.001-07:002009-04-07T10:58:56.376-07:00

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-32787708396580525602009-03-22T12:34:00.000-07:002009-04-07T09:55:08.273-07:00

I have recently received an interesting forward that I feel liking to write about. An online version of a recent Friday prayer ceremony has found much popularity on the web and much circulated on the net and forwarded in emails, it claims that the famous Muslim locality, Abar Ali (i e Ali Wells) were named so because of the late Darfur Sultan Ali Bin Dinar who the article claims did dig the wells

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Israel Does not target civilians It only fights its evil enemies some unavoidable civilian injury might accidentally occur Israel Loves Palestinian Civilians That’s why it was established on the Palestinians’ native land Palestine heavily populated by its native inhabitants; the Palestinians And because Israel adores the Palestinian civilians It kicked the Palestinians out of their

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Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-38645113996876643832007-04-14T08:20:00.001-07:002007-04-14T09:07:59.653-07:00

palestine Originally uploaded by aabdkh.

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red rose Originally uploaded by aabdkh.

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سهل 006 Originally uploaded by aabdkh.

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1167434394025850172006-12-29T15:19:00.000-08:002006-12-29T15:19:54.030-08:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Eid Al Adha, originally uploaded by thameen. The sheep of Eid Al Adha !!!!

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1167432401651104292006-12-29T14:46:00.000-08:002006-12-29T14:46:41.726-08:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Eid Adha Mubarak..عيد أضحى مبارك, originally uploaded by * Honest *.

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gateontheroad, originally uploaded by thameen.An iron gate on the road between Nablus and Tulkarm in Palestine. The gate was placed by the Israeli Army to close the road. The Israeli army used many methods to restrict the movements of Palestinians including iron gates on the roads, checkpoints, trenches, concrete blocks and others.After closing the road by the gate, people had to leave their cars

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1165767081280412182006-12-10T08:11:00.000-08:002006-12-10T08:11:21.360-08:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } pentacomiaaerial, originally uploaded by thameen. An aerial photo of the village Fandaqomiyah in Jenin, Palestine taken at altitude 390 meters in a sunny summer day.

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Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1163353815484187632006-11-12T09:34:00.000-08:002006-11-12T09:50:15.496-08:00

I have recently met a friend of mine who was recruited in the PA National Guard. He was trained in Jericho and stationed in Qalqilya. I was curious to ask him about his job. When asked him how experienced he is in using weapons, he replied that he is not sure. I asked him how extensive was his training on weapons, he replied that during his weapons training course he was given only 8 bullets to

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62% of palestinian women reported that they were victims of psychological violence during the year 2005.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------80%of Palestinian girls aged five to 17 reported that they were exposed to violence in the home.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 24% of

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1162146304157390062006-10-29T10:14:00.000-08:002006-10-29T11:01:37.750-08:00

The first of its kind comprehensive online map of Palestine is now available at the web site Palestine Remembered. Thanks to Salah Mansor, the Palestine Remembered director. You can see the map here , or go to Palestine Remembered then press on Satellite View in the top panel. Here is Salah's description of the project:"At Palestine Remembered we have compiled the most complete listing of

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1160668597499991312006-10-12T08:49:00.000-07:002006-10-12T09:33:55.173-07:00

"Yes, Thameen, I hate Islam because it is in direct conflict with my religion""A day will come when we will slaughter the people of Denmark and smash their heads" These two comments are just a sample of what I have been seeing and receiving in my email and on the net for a long time, but recently I became more and more aware of the amount and depth of hate that is directly associated with

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1160204753432971912006-10-06T23:44:00.000-07:002006-10-30T01:09:11.576-08:00

I have recently made a flyover depicting the life of the prophet of Islam, Prophet Muhammad on Google Earth. Today we have exceeded the 1000+ download limit. I'm thrilled.You can download the layer from here. If you do not have Google earth you can get it from here.Islam is the second largest religion in the world; it was founded by Muhammad who was born in a town in the Arabian Peninsula, Mecca

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Jesus Christ was born to a Jewish family in the most desired land on earth and whose teachings sparked the birth of Christianity which was suppressed by the Romans who occupied Palestine then became their religion that they used in the Crusades that was defeated by the Muslims who call him Issa. The preceding long sentence about Jesus contains most of the vocabulary of our modern day

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1160158336389640162006-10-06T11:07:00.000-07:002006-10-06T11:17:43.236-07:00

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1160077516589089102006-10-05T12:37:00.000-07:002006-10-05T13:03:37.016-07:00

Really no comment. I'm heart broken because of what is going in my tiny country. I can only express by dawing.

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1160042915885880302006-10-05T03:05:00.000-07:002006-10-05T06:25:00.150-07:00

رأيت اليوم صورة بحر، بحر ما في مكان ما، فتذكرت أني لم أر البحر منذ زمن بعيد، لا ادري منذ كم سنة بالتحديد، فالناس هنا لا يعدون الزمن بالسنوات بل بالأشياء و الثورات و الشهداء و الثلج.يقولون كان كذا يوم الثلجة و يوم الهزة و كان كذا يوم الثورة السادسة او العاشرة و حدث كذا يوم استشهد فلان أو جرح علان.أنا زرت البحر أخر مرة قبل أول انتفاضة في حياتي و بعد الثلجة الثانية و كنت صغيرا و للبحر على الصغار

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ازرع قلبك في وطنكينبت عشباً و سنابلووروداً حمراً و عبيراًيعرف وطنك راحتكيعرف رنة أقدامكو دمك إذا سال غزيراًازرع قلبك في وطنكو امسح دمعات خدودهو احمي بدماك حدودهو ارفض ان يحيا كسيراًعش معه و ارحل معهغني لسامعه و إسمعهو انظر كم يبدو مثيراًازرع قلبك في وطنكو ازرع وطنك في قلبكضم إليك ترابهخذه يغتسل بأحداقكابني بيتك بحجارة واديهو البس من نسج أياديهلا ترحللا ترحل كي يذكر اسمك حين تناديه

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في صباح جميل كهذايفيض الهواء رؤىًو دفءً و بوحاًو أيدٍ خفيةتمسح خد الضياءيفوح النسيمعشقاً و نشوةو حلماً يزيد الحياة بهاءتغني الطيورلعزف البلابلو رقص الزهوريضج النشيدو بين الأرض و بين السماءيولد حب جديدفي صباح جميل كهذاتحط الظلال على راحتيلترسم قلبي نشيداً و فتنة و تشعل فيّ صهيل الأمانيتطفح كاسي و تزهر فيّ مروج الأمانيبعض الحب و أغدو يمامةأرسم غيما بين الأثيرازرع فرحي فوق غمامةو اهرب مني لحلم

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159974005130078662006-10-04T07:55:00.000-07:002006-10-04T08:22:58.610-07:00

This is cool ... It seems that I have not been moving around much, better start preparing the bags.The website that generated this map has many other cool and creative projects. Link is belowcreate your own visited countries map

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Who can resist falling in love with her?

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159877821279379732006-10-03T05:17:00.000-07:002006-10-03T05:30:24.563-07:00

Love Kids? Here is a barrel full of them :) ...... Ny cousin's three daughters Isra, Dyana and Malak ... there is a fourth one, but I donno where did she disappear

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159877668788277512006-10-03T05:14:00.000-07:002006-10-03T05:31:19.393-07:00

Banias. I played there when I was a kid. photo by Rula Milad

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159877540010388182006-10-03T05:12:00.000-07:002006-10-03T05:32:20.786-07:00

Do you remember Ein Karem?

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159877424970237442006-10-03T05:10:00.000-07:002006-10-03T05:33:27.060-07:00

My friend Rula Milad took this pic in her town Nazareth. I think it is a wonderful pic, the colors are so beautiful and the kid's pose and smile are so charming.

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When you are a victim, you have to fights two wars. The first against those who victimize you, the other is to hold on to your faith in love and stay humaneFrom my Diary October 2001:The last two weeks our village was under siege so I did not go to work, I helped my big family collect olives and squeeze the olives to get oil. This is a great fun to do; it reminded me of my childhood days. As we

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I see snipers experiencing shooting at kids throwing stones. I see the anti-tank missile fired at the crowds, exploding their bodies. I close my eyes, but still I see that, and can not clear it from my memory, and I feel sad, heart broken and full of tears.I'm not there now; the screaming mouths are just a fading image in my memory. My hands are clear, no red blood; I look at my hands to make

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Yesterday I saw the most expressive and touching sight in my life. Three school kids of the first primary class 6 years old were going to school with their not very well done blue school uniform and bags on their backs. They were still half-asleep as you can see in their sleepy eyes, untidy hair curls and zigzag walking. To reach the school they had to pass by an Israeli tank, with three plastics

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159793613846100852006-10-02T05:52:00.000-07:002006-10-02T06:16:15.333-07:00

To my nephew Laithلي في الحياة صديق و فيّليث جميل الخصال فتيّ شخصان نحن بذات الجسدقلبي فيـه و قلبـه فيّ وسيم الثنايا وديع الكلاملطيف السلوك كريم حييّ نسمة صيف إذا ما هداكغصن البان جميل طريّ ريح العصف إذا ما أبىصقر جسور شديد قوي ّ يحب البلاد فلسطين دوماًيغار عليها الفتى العربيّ رءوف بأم حنون الطباع سنيد أبيه صبور سخيّ شقيق لوردة دفلى جميلةسياج عليها عليّ أبيّ بعيد كثيرا و أشتاق لهو فيه حنين و شوق

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159793269236556982006-10-02T05:46:00.000-07:002006-10-03T02:14:32.036-07:00

By Thameen Darbyالحب كاليل مراة مكسرةمن وجهها يسّاقط المطرتتسلق الذكرى جوانبهو ينمو تحت رموشه القمرالحب كالنصل مذبحتي و مشنقتيعار وقفت ببابه ابكيورجوت ان يرمي الي هوالكن باب الحب لا يحكيالحب كالنهد مزرعة مخضّبةيتفتق الاحلام في الشهوةيتولد الرغبات في صمتعيناه طافحتان بالنشوةالحب كالصحراء غربتنا و منفانااسير نحو سرابه املاًبعوالم اخرى احط بهافاضيع بين رماله ثملاًالحب كالدمع زنبقة محطمةفاضت باّلام

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When Zaina was born for my friends Shadi and Asmaمَنَّ الإله المنعم المتعظم --- الواهب الفضل الذي يتكرمبشرى الربيع الغض كمّلها لنا --- بميلاد زينة حلوة تتبسمأهدى إلينا في الحياة يمامة --- جاءت كأحلى طائر يترنمنيسان شهر الحسن أضحى أجمل --- و صار فيه حلاوة و تنعّملما بزينة جاء يضحك باسماً --- أحلى البنات بحسنها يتكلوايا زينة الأسماء اسمك جامع --- جميع معنى اللطف فيه منظمالزاي زنبقة الحقول تفتحت ---

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159792875425958552006-10-02T05:39:00.000-07:002006-10-02T06:22:30.166-07:00

To Rawan, my beautiful nieceروان وردتي من بين كل الوروداحبك كل الحب الذي في الوجودو أكثر....روان جاء الربيع عليناو جاءت كل الورود الجميلةو كل العصافير الصغيرة جاءتو لم يجدوك عِنّافأنت بعيدة خلف الحدودأيُّ ربيع بدون روانربيع كئيب حزينربيع يأتي بغير أوانروان تعالي إلينانموت اشتياقا إليكأمي تسال عنك كثيراًترى هل كبُرتِ؟ترى هل صرتِ أطول؟تعالي نراك و نفرح***روان الحبيبة هل تذكرينالبلاد الجميلة،و اهلك

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When Zaina was born for my friends Shadi and Asmaفي نيسانلما كل الورد تفتحوكل فراشات الحقل صار لها ألوانوفرخ العصفور صار له جنحانو صار ربيعمكتمل كرسوم الفنانقلنا ليس بعد بهاء الأرض بهاءفتبسم نيسانو لما يتبسم نيسانتمتلئ الأرض سناءو تفيض بحور الألحاننيسان يخبئ شيء مااو أشياء !!فتح حقيبته الخضراءفطارت منها آلاف الغيماتو آلاف الأحلامو آلاف فراشات حمراء و صفراءتحمل مركبة من مرجانفيها جاءتنا من خلف

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159792626606049392006-10-02T05:27:00.000-07:002006-10-02T06:28:26.626-07:00

By Thameen Darbyعصفور طلّ على الوطنيستكشف احوال العربِشاهد انهاراً و مروجاًو حقولاً من قمح الذهبِو جداول تنضح بالخيرو مروجا من كرم العنبِشاهد الاف البلدانو شعوبنا تنمو كالقصبِراعته الوفرة و الكثرةو تفاخر بين الناس و قال:عربي قد كان ابيو أصيل الجدّ انا عربيسازور بلادي العربيةارض الحرية و الادبطار العصفور العربيكان البدء بارض النيلشعب معطاء و اصيلمنذ الخلق يكوّن مَجْداًو فنونا من كل جميلاختٌ للعرب

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159791739413264922006-10-02T05:21:00.000-07:002006-10-02T15:57:36.266-07:00

A letter written by a refugee in the Eid. Dear Friend Thank you for your Eid greetings. I understand your feelings and think that most Palestinians inside and outside Palestine, living in their homes or are refugees, could not escape the shadows of the trauma of the six last years. In your fresh green village, atop the dreamy Palestinian hells andamong your beloved relatives and olive and

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Today I've been on a trip to the sea. The trip was arranged by our school and included students and doctors, all Palestinians.In such trips my friends get crazy, the bus was about to explode by their wild singing and dancing. After being exhausted by their energetic party, I escaped to the front of the bus where my doctors were trying to enjoy the hardly heard Fayrooze from the bus stereo. The

Thameen Darbynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27991713.post-1159791423545487992006-10-02T05:15:00.000-07:002006-10-04T13:32:53.240-07:00

The olives are full term pregnant of golden oil and rosy dreams. We are frightened. Some armed people may attack us from behind the mountain. They came from a foreign place that we do not know, speaking a foreign language that we dot understand. We are anxious and alert. The soldiers may shoot any time, as we do not know when they feel threatened.We are also tired and exhausted, as our tiny

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Dear friends all over the world, I would like to thank every one of you for your continuous efforts to support us and sympathize with our cause. Your tender human feelings and political awareness and moral courage give us what we desperately need of courage and hope. I'm particularly grateful to every one who sent my family and me nice words of understanding and solidarity in these ongoing bad

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A Reconstruction of a Speech by the Israeli Leader Eizer WeizmanIt was fate that delivered me and my generation into this great era, a time when the Palestinians have to struggle for existence in their homeland. I no longer dwell on my family's land. I am a wanderer, a Palestinian who migrates from country to country, from exile to exile. All Palestinians in every generation have been as I. They

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