Monday, September 15, 2014

Second Love?? I Don’t Know!!





Here I am in Egypt once again after spending a year in Saudi Arabia. That year I didn’t have much of a social life. It was only a year about school and studying. I didn’t really socialite with anyone since I was still sad and attached to Mennah. But when I returned to Egypt, everything changed!

It was my second year of preparatory school (8th grade) and I went to a school called (Mosab Ebn Omair). In my class I ran into Mustafa Jamal who was a friend of mine two years ago. He helped me to fit at school and to get some new friends. He told me that I missed an important year of education and I needed to enroll in some tuitions. We were at the beginning of the year and I didn’t think that I needed tuitions in all subjects. At the time I only took a math tuition, but through the year I enrolled at several tuitions in subjects like science and English.

At the science tuition, the teacher used to make competitions between the students so that they could exert their efforts at studying and beat each other. For me, it was somehow annoying to participate in such things. I wasn’t good at studying at the time and I also didn’t fit in properly, so as a result I didn’t!

At the English tuition I was good but also didn’t answer or raise my hand unless I was told to. The teacher was working with my mother at the same school, but I didn’t tell him about that. One day he began to notice and asked me “What does your mother do for living?” now I was sure that he noticed. “My Mother is a teacher, English teacher” I said and immediately jumped the next question “Where?” I didn’t want him to know me so I didn’t tell him the name of the school precisely, he kept asking for several classes and I kept telling him “I don’t know” till one day he said that he knew me and from that moment he began to ask me on everything about everything!

By the second semester I was good at school, tuitions and made a lot of friends and knew all of the boys in my neighbor. I began to participate at tuitions’ events and competitions. At science tuition, I was very good and so was Mo’men (a friend of mine). We both competed against the others and used to beat them all. One day the teacher enrolled me in a competition that included girls… “Girls?? No way!” I answered quickly. The teacher tried to convince me several times but my answer was always: NO.

One day he came to me and said in a firm way: “You are to compete against them or you’ll never attend my tuition again!” What do I do? What could I do? Nothing!! I later knew that the competition was between two teams: one of the boys and one of the girls. My team (the boys) included me and Mo’men and two others. On hearing that Mo’men was with me I was a little bit reassured. But all of them kept saying: “You’ll face a very clever team, be aware and don’t compete against ‘Alyaa’”. “Who is Alyaa?” I asked. “You don’t know her? She’s the daughter of our Arabic teacher, she’s also VERY clever”

My heart, that was reassured minutes ago, now got shocked! Seriously? First competition for me against the girls and I’m facing a strong team? Come on, give me a break! So I studied, as hard as I could, and went there the next time shaking.

We finished the tuition and waited for the girls’ team to show up. When they came, the teacher looked at us and said “Get ready!” On hearing that, my heart dropped down to my knees. Mo’men was beside me and he definitely noticed me, He patted over my back and said “Don’t worry”.

The competition started and the girls’ team sat against us and the girl that sat in front of me was stunningly beautiful. I immediately had doubts and, to be honest, I liked the girl a lot. It wasn’t seconds before the teacher came up to me and said: “We’ll start with you!” and I was like: “Who? Me???” and he said: “Yes you!” and he asked me a question. Thanks god I was able to answer and pulled myself together. After answering that question I had a little of self-confidence. I looked at the girl against me and she seemed a lot comforted and that made me more nervous. The teacher asked her and she answered confidently. The teacher then moved to Mo’men and asked him and there was the shock: Mo’men couldn’t answer!! So we lost that competition and for my luck it wasn’t my fault. When we left I said to Mo’men “You kept telling me not to let you down and you let us down, what happened up there?” He looked at me and said coldly “Never mind” and then he smiled and looked back at me “So what do you think of her?” I looked back and asked him who he talked about. He smiled wider and said “The girl that sat against you dude, Alyaa?” He said that and I was surprised. So that’s Alyaa? She was really beautiful tbh. But I was grateful that I didn’t know that before the competition or I would’ve ruined everything.

Everyone else that day was talking about how I competed against Alyaa and that I didn’t lose. Was it really that big of a matter? All I know is that I liked her, a lot!

                                                                                                            To be continued,,,

Friday, September 12, 2014

First Love.. Part 2

 
 
After reading the script, we built an image about what the play is. The play talked mainly about water, how humans waste huge amounts of water and that other creatures want it badly.
Aliens came to earth and kidnapped Marti (me) and Granny Flora (Mennah) to lead them to the place from where they could get the most possible amount of water. As time passes by, Marti and Granny Flora realize that people really waste water unnecessarily, and there are other worlds desperate to find some. Therefore, they decide to mislead the aliens by taking them to the desert and take advantage of the mirage. When the aliens die of thirst, because there is no water, Marti and Granny Flora return to their house proud for saving the planet and they never waste water again.
We started practicing the following day and so I began to meet with Mennah and, as time slowly passed by, the ice between us began to melt down and we started to check up on things. Bonds built up and we began to hang out around school’s halls using the play as an excuse. I even got her out of class few times (some we arranged) and went to the theater to yell, practice or run after each other.
Those days were probably the best of my life. They changed me and somehow Mennah changed me, too. Everything was perfect! Until... the day of the party.
School had already been finished and we went to the theater where the school was to award its nerds. The party was big and some VIPs attended and the TV was recording, it was hell of a party!
We sang with school’s coral and then changed for the play. We performed well and most of the people agreed that the play was the best part of the party.
When they began to award the students, we went to the back to change and rest after the whole thing. Suddenly, Mennah came up to me and handed me her phone. She did not give me the number but she gave me the device itself. I was shocked and confused at the same time when she said: “It’s my mobile”. What was I supposed to do? I have no Idea! “What should I do with it?” I told her. I’m not sure why but she panicked and didn’t answer me, then her friend came by and told me “keep it with you for a moment” and grabbed Mennah of her arm and took her away. I was still confused but I saw them arguing about something. Apparently, Habeba (Mennah’s friend) had told her to give her phone number to me, but Mennah misunderstood her and gave me the whole device. They came back to me and Mennah’s face blushed when she said “My phone, please” and Habeba took her away quickly.
After that day, I couldn’t find Mennah anywhere or contact her by any means possible. I traveled back to Saudi Arabia to attend school there, very sad because I wasn’t gonna be able to see Mennah again, ever.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

First Love.. Part 1



So here I am in Egypt for 6th grade, still young. I went to Salah El-Dein School for the year knowing absolutely no one there except for my sister and she only stayed for the first semester.
I had to, somehow, try to make some friends. As I said before, it was a lot easier to make friends in Egypt than making some in Saudi Arabia. So I made some friends from my class like Mustafa Jamal, Moaz Khairy and Ahmad Bakkar.

Once Mustafa Jamal came to me and said: "Why don't you join us in the school choral team?" and answered: "But I don't sing""Don't worry we're just gonna have fun and escape some classes".

On hearing that, I agreed delightedly and we went there after the class. The teacher was very kind; he welcomed me and gave me the lyrics for the songs we sang at the time. I had fun and got on very well with the team, the teacher loved me and I attended all the meetings they held until one time, I saw her…

A beautiful, fair girl with dark hair, I can say that I immediately fell in love with her. I didn't know at the time what love is as I was young and didn't have ANY previous experience. However, I felt comfortable while being next to her and loved to hear her voice very much.
I couldn't talk to her at all at the time as my friends were always with me and she had her best friend with her, so complicated.

I enrolled in a poetry competition because I love it a lot. I won several times and reached the finals. The teacher who was responsible for these activities admired my performance and offered me a role in a play that my school had organized for graduation party.

"You're going to be a main character in the play" said Mr. Mohamad, "Marti, that's your name, and the other main character is… Mennah! "

"Mennah? Wait… which one?" I said to him. -"You'll see her now, come!" we went to an empty classroom, and there she was, looking at me… the girl from the choral team, Mennah!

-"Hi there" she greeted me with a cute smile. –"Hi" I replied with a nervous voice.

-"She's gonna be your grandmother in the play, her name will be Granny Flora" said Mr. Mohamad while giving us our scripts. "Save your lines! We'll begin practicing tomorrow"


These words made me happy till the end of the year. Finally, Luck is by my side!

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

The Beginning... First Memory

"Who am I? Where am I? I don't know.. Wait!"

I opened my eyes in front of a tall rectangular mirror. "That's me?" I asked myself. "Wait," I closed my eyes again, trying to remember who I am and what brought me there… again, Nothing.

"Will you remain there for a long time?" said a voice behind me. I recognize that voice, yes! That's my mom! Finally I began to recall some memories "Me?" I said to my mom -"Yes you don't stare to yourself like a dumb!"

"Me, Dumb? No way!" I said to myself "I'm not dumb, I'll never be, not anymore!"
Now I remember, I am Ahmad, and yes I'm Arabian. How old was I then? 5 years.

And at that moment I began my life, although I don't remember what brought me there until now, and all I remember before that is just images and a few situations.

About me: I went to a preschool called 'Al-Emtiaz' which means (Excellence) and after that 'Al Hayat' school where I spent almost most of my life in Saudi Arabia. I'm Egyptian by the way, but I lived there for 12 yrs. Anyway, I stayed at Al Hayat school till 5th grade, then I traveled to Egypt for summer break and then my sister and I decided to stay and go to school there and my parent's needed some persuasion, which my grandmother took care of, and so we stayed. It was kinda hard for me as it was my first time to live away from my parents, in a different society, different education and a completely different environment. So we couldn't remain there and by the mid-term we had prepared ourselves to travel back to Saudi Arabia. We booked the tickets and set off with our aunt,who was also travelling, early in the morning just after mid-term tests. And there, at the port, was the first shock for me, "That boy can't pass through the borders!" said one of the ticket clerks "He doesn't have a passport".

My expression then was like "Wait, what? seriously? If so then what's that?" and I looked immediately to the passport in my aunt's hand, and clearly she read my expression and told the man "So what's that?" and he coldly said "This is his mother's passport, and although he is added to it, he needs his mother to pass WITH her not without her" and so I couldn't pass to Saudi Arabia. My aunt then sent me back to our city with a man we met there and in the way back I was crying so much cuz now I have to stay alone even without my sister.

We sat at a coffee shop and the man told me in a kind tone "Don't cry, I know that's too much for you but you're a man and you need to pull yourself together and you have to depend on yourself and think what would you do." He was right, until now I still remember these words and they were enough for me to continue my life alone without falling apart. The man then left me in the bus to continue my way back to my city and I stayed there for the year.

Through that year, I learnt more than what I've learnt through the past 10 years. I started to learn how to deal with people and coexist in the society, I also learnt English during the year because I had a teacher that gave us 40 words to save each day, although she was horrible and terrifying, she managed to make me good at English and I improved very much with her.

When that year was finished, finally, my parents came from Saudi Arabia to spend the summer break and took me back with them, but they took a different person, I changed a lot during that year and, because of the firm educational process of Egypt and hard curricula, my brain was now able to memorize and store big amounts of information for a long time and I could easily recall them when I needed to, so by the end of the following year (7th grade) I became the first of Saudi Arabia in my grade, I got full marks in all subjects and they gave me a beautiful and very expensive watch.

The following year we returned to Egypt to stay there permanently except for my dad who returned to work in Saudi Arabia. When we stayed I began to look for computer courses to attend because I loved computers so much since 2nd grade, and I took my first course in computer maintenance and when I got the certificate I was extremely happy of my first achievement in Egypt and I kept attending courses in computer and language until last year when I got my biggest and most important certificate of them all, English proficiency degree, and then I became officially an English expert and a translator of EGITA.

After that I didn't take any additional courses because I had to focus on my last year of high school as the results of it will determine my future and indicate to which university I can go. The final tests were finished by the first of July and I'm nervously waiting for my results which will be revealed by the 16th of the same month.

So that's all the basics about me for now, any more details will be posted separately in the near future. Thanks for reading, Ahmad.


Monday, February 17, 2014

Before we Start ! How we'll be going ..

Of course, someone would ask: "How on Earth am I supposed to know or understand what this guy is talking about? And would I know the characters of this daily story?"

For this little fellow here comes my answer:
Before we start, I'll be publishing several posts about my city and main places in it... You don't have to memorize them of course! I'll be referring to them with links of the pages you'd find the info on.

And about the characters, A whole series of posts will be published describing the personalities and specifications of each character : age, interests, the link between me and them ... and so many other things about them.

As for the blog : Each day, starting from the first of July, the new day's daily events will published for you guys to read, with references to the places and characters, I'd be very happy and delighted to receive your comments and any questions here on the blog, on twitter or on Ask.

Here comes my Links :
FB : http://www.facebook.com/AhmadMamdouh.M
Twitter : @AhmadMamdouh_M
Ask : @AhmadMamdouh_M

Thank you for reading,
Ahmad

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Starting 1/July/2014

In this blog , I'll be writing my daily life here online.
I need some encouragement , I need to know that someone would read and react with me
However , I'll start from 1/7.