My Childhood hidden talent! (pics)

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My Childhood hidden talent!

Well, most of the people who know me don't know that once, while i was an adolescent i used to write poetry, apparently now when i look at the things i wrote, i smile at the language and spelling mistakes, and remember that i used to - what i call- cutting and pasting words just to make a feeble rhythm. But i wonder?? what would have happened if i kept this talent? i am not saying that i would have become a poet, nevertheless i would have had a worthy talent. I decided to post my poems, and the pictures of the copy book that i used to write in. This copy book was a gift from one of my English teachers, whom liked the idea of me being able to write poetry :) she was called M.Bonita (yes that is right) she was half Egyptian half Canadian, and she used to tell us her students that she went to school with Brian Adams... well i tend to be a bit naive and i believed her at that time :D.

Anyways here it goes:

1. Future

By: Hussein El Shafie

I sat lonely one night,

thinking about my future light,

Will i be a doctor or will i be a knight,

i thought again and again,

what would i gain,

of my future light.

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2.English

By: Hussein El Shafie

English, English it is the best subject,

but it isn't sold in a market

Novel, poetry and Drama,

It isn't on a Lama,

It is English i Say,

Naively spoken in a play,

Shakespeare, Dickens and Verne,

All of them literature pens,

But if it isn't my teacher,

Who makes English nice and easy,

I won't learn English even if it is squeezy.

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3.Computer

By: Hussein El Shafie

Computer, computer oh master!

Stucked in you is a sound blaster,

The world ruled by you,

Windows, Dos, it is all a world

oh! how dare you aren't you bold.

Be ashamed of yourself,

You didn't make me but i made myself,

But that is enough, i will warn you here,

Proud you are, drink a beer,

Wash your face have some fear.

Without me you are nothing,

I made you you but you are still nothing,

Nothing else to say except

that you:

are a device for me to play.

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4. School

By: Hussein El Shafie

Study! Study! do your homework!

Do your homework! Study ! Study!

Wake up early! drink your milk,

Warm you are from the quilt,

Brush your teeth, wash your face,

Eat your breakfast, cut your nails,

Hurry! Hurry! Oh i am late,

I cant leave my time to break,

Oh! wait bus i am coming!

Hey wait i am running!

Oh! where is my homework, it is on the bed,

and my face is turning red,

And i wish vacation would come,

To play and have fun

Seeing videos, playing swords (N.B i never did play swords btw :D)

Oh! i hate boards!

Discipline! Discipline! that is what schools says

i like discipline but not as you say

But i say and say ... and say

It is school i have to bear,

Well, i like school

It could be cool !

Hey School, i dare to say,

after all i love you too.

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5.My Star (apparently teenage years were starting :D)

By: Hussein El Shafie

You are my star, my shinning star

You light my blackness, even if you are far,

When i am with you i feel my heart beat,

Beating to tell me that you are so sweet,

I like your smile.... it makes me weak,

It gives me the calmness i seek

But when you go away

All i have to do is wait another day!

I will post the pics alone in a seperate post :)

Maturation or devastation??:)

It has been now almost 4 month since i graduated. At the final semester in college i always knew that despite the huge load of study i will regret the
college days, but seriously i couldn't imagine that i will miss it that much; the good old college -responsibility free- days. I am now looking around me,
noticing my friends, my family, the environment around me and start to think. I find sadly that no one is happy, even i am not happy. Things really didn't
taste the way it used to be. I am enjoying things like i used to, and i am not asking much. I mean when i used to listen to certain song for example in the
past i used to be in a good mood but now i couldn't find almost anything that puts me in a good mood. Life is really cruel. For some of you might think that
i am just being hit in the face with the reality of life, well i am sorry but i hate it and i am not willing to remain in this melancholic mood forever.
Whenever i sit in a conversation with anybody i manage to know that somebody died while the other got a deadly disease and another one is getting a divorce.
This is the kind of news that one hears mostly these days. How could i be in a good mood? i ask you? when all my friends and family are in the same mood as i
am. In an attempt to rebel over this cloud of sadness i tried to do the things that used to put me in a good mood. But i find myself now not willing to do
these things, i really don't know why? i tried listening to my old songs...i try to go out with my friends as much as i can. I manage to notice me and my
friends go out, just as a means of trying to keep the thin line left of our social life and to try as much as we can to keep our friendship for later, it is
the 'obligation' to go out, and not the will to go out. I find my single friends sad cause they want to get in a relationship and settle down, i find my
friends who r in a relationship worrying about how r they going to run their lives. I find friends who work abroad sad cause they r away from home, while
those who work here, hate their jobs. For me i work cause i have to work and earn a living, i don't hate my job and in the same time i am not crazy about my
job. I used to like seeing movies and now when i got to even a comedy movie i force myself to laugh. Also after graduation, a lot of my friends just
disappeared, friend s that used to say that they are friends for life and that we will always be for each other. So i ask myself? am i really in the
maturation stage in life as people are always telling me? or is it the somewhat-devastation stage of life? I am just writing this to point out that bad news
have really a magnified effect on me, even if it doesn't concern me, it still affect me a lot. I cant help but notice that now i seek solitary companionship
with myself and that i am more comfortable away from people, and i know that this is an alarming indication, and i am not going to surrender to it! By the way i am still not crazy and i am not banging my head in the wall, and i STILL-believe it or not-have hope that someday things will get better for me
and you and everybody, cause this belief is really crucial to hang on to. btw i have been awake since 7:30 and now it is 3:26 am, so i apologize for language
and English mistakes in general. Good luck everybody

More About me!

I have always hated, and not believed those online personality tests, i always thought they were just a way of collecting information about people. Nevertheless, i didn't stop taking them, i really don't know why, maybe some free time:). Anyways i did this test recently that gave like 8 colors and u have to choose them one after another with the sequence that seems logical. Surprisingly, most of my personality analysis that came up in the results were true so i decided to share them, and post them on my blog. I really haven't had time to write on my blog recently, although have a lot of ideas to write about, and i hope that someday these ideas will come out :). Anyways here is my personality analysis results:

Your Existing Situation

Authoritative or in a position of authority, but liable to feel that further progress is rendered problematical by existing difficulties. Perseveres despite opposition.

Your Stress Sources

Unfulfilled hopes have led to uncertainty and apprehension. Needs to feel secure and to avoid any further disappointment, and fears being passed over or losing standings and prestige. Doubts that things will be any better in the future and this negative attitude leads him to make exaggerated demands and to refuse to make reasonable compromises.

Your Restrained Characteristics

Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense, leaving him rather isolated in his attachments.Feels that things stand in his way, that circumstances are forcing him to compromise and forgo some pleasures for the time being.

Your Desired Objective

Desires protection against anything which might exhaust or tire him. Seeks a life of security and physical ease, free from any problem or disturbance.

Your Actual Problem

Disappointment at the non-fulfillment of his hopes and the fear that to formulate fresh goals will only lead to further setbacks have resulted in considerable anxiety. He tries to escape from this by withdrawing and protecting himself with an attitude of cautious reserve. Moody and depressed.

Introduction

SA everybody:)

Actually i never thought that I would one day start my own blog. I only decided to write some kind of memory flashes of past events, then i told myself why don't i share it?! later i said why don't i also write about how i view things differently some of the times in life.

I have a 'feeler' trait in my personality decomposition so you are going to find most of my posts dedicated to how i felt a certain time or how a certain event had an impact on me.

Well, i already have stored on my PC -i think- my first couple of posts and i guess i will post them immediately after this introduction.

Last but not least, please feel free to comment my posts :-)

The Day We Sang ‘HELP!’

Well, I decided finally to start writing my childhood thoughts. Today I am going to write about a certain memory that is really stuck in mind, although I cannot exactly determine the exact time and people of the event.

I guess it was about ten-twelve years ago. We were at my uncle’s place (our family lives in the same building). I believe all of us (cousins) were there. We were sitting in the living room gathering together as usual with no apparent reason except to kill the time. It is very strange how life was at this point in time. We were really naïve, no problems, not caring about anything, it was I guess for most of us the transitional phase between childhood and adulthood.
It was a strange idea, although it was pretty genuine and it came out naturally. Almost all of us listened to the Beatles at that time, and some us used to listen to Osama Kamal’s show on the radio ( a famous show at that time) , it was a show in which the listeners called and sang part of the song they wanted to hear. We decided to call and sing ‘Help’ we even rehearsed the song for sometime. At the end we didn’t manage to call the program because the line was constantly busy, it would have been nice if we have managed to call, nevertheless we really enjoyed the experience-well me at least- and it symbolizes the happiness and simplicity of our lives at that time, no burdens, and no worries.

“Simplicity of life” is such a very broad term in which I think one must explain so as not to forget after ten years what life used to be! That is why I am dedicating the upcoming post to how we as a family, with emphasis on me visualize how life was at this point in time well, the 90s in general. I decided to write my thoughts at this time period because I managed to come up with a conclusion that the 90s influenced a lot of my friends and my cousins.