Jamal Elabiad is a Moroccan writer and teacher. He has been writing since 2006. Most of the articles he has written till now revolve around Moroccan political issues. Criticizing his country does not mean he hates it. He criticizes his country simply because he loves so much. For him, shedding ink is better than shedding blood. His weblog address: www.jamalelabiad.blogspot.com.
“I do not know why I still have problems using many grammar rules in Arabic despite the fact that I have been learning Arabic for more than a decade, and why after studying English only for four months, I have almost no problem as far as the grammar rules my teacher of English has taught us so far,” I told one of my high school friends one day. What reminded of this is one of Faisal Al Kassim’s articles I read recently on the Internet. And it was not until I became a teacher of Shakespeare’s language that I knew the why.
We all have one home, yet we view it from different perspectives. I truly don’t remember the book in which I came across this idea. But I can say with absolute certainty that the following is what the writer had in mind:
Some of us view their home as a cow they can milk whenever they want!
Some of us view their home as something valuable for which they are ready to die!
Some of us view their home as a cake they want to eat alone!
Mohammed, a retired teacher, had a pretty daughter called Hasna . She got the Baccalaureate at age eighteen and did not apply for any job. Hasna decided to continue her studies. That’s why she turned her back on all the men who asked her for marriage. “I don’t think of marriage now! I want to study” This was Hasna’s reaction whenever her parents asked why.