Thursday, September 20, 2007
For the past three weeks I was quite busy co-training a group of German and Arab (Tunisian, Egyptian, Moroccan, Syrian, Lebanese, Jordanian and Palestinian) students and fresh journalists..
The training transcended the usual theoretical training, to offer practical, hands-on guidance and instruction during which each student had to actually write a feature. Students were asked to work in groups of two (1 German and 1 Arab) and produce a story each but on the same issue. the issues were quite interesting: they tackled sex education, Iraqi refugees, "Islamism" and even heavy metal music in Jordan. Blogs were also "investigated" and a special story was written on violence against women in Jordan . All these features will be published in a special magazine that is actually being designed...
The training was organized by Konrad Adenauer Stiftung. Veteran journalist Jan Kuhlmann co-trained the students, who exhibited exceptional courage, enthusiasm and valor..
I am so happy to have been offered to give this training...training is the second thing I love in my life..Journalism comes first!
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
PREAMBLE: This family tragedy you are about to read contains 100% accurate facts related to the family emergency I talked earlier about. This tragedy DID NOT take place in East Timor and NO, it DID NOT take place in
Day 1: On the afternoon of Sunday the 19th of August, 2007
My father left the house on some usual errands. He never came back that day and, surprisingly, his mobile was switched off. Although it’s unlike my dad to leave the house and not say where he’s going and turn off his mobile, my family thought he was sleeping over at one of his friend’s house and simply ran out of battery, so they didn’t really get worried and thought he’d call the next morning to inform the family where he was.
There’s still no sign of him and his mobile is still turned off. Again, although it’s unlike him, but we reassured ourselves that he’s probably at one of his friends’ spending a jolly good time.
There’s no sign of my dad whatsoever. We started calling all members of the family, all his friends and acquaintances, but no one knew where he was. We try to be positive and pray to God that he’ll show up the next day. Being in Dubai, I was unable to add any value, except give my family more reasons to worry by calling them every 10 minutes. We started getting worried.
Still, no sign of dad. We panic! My family informs the police. The police contacted all hospitals and ran a circulated search on his license plate number. The feeling of helplessness was killing me, but we kept lying to ourselves that he’s doing fine.
Five or six members of the family took turns in calling all Amman hospitals including Prince Hamza Hospital, which they called THREE TIMES. All hospitals assured us that no one with my father’s name was admitted recently.
Another day passes by with no progress. Dad’s mobile is still turned off. We went as far as to think that he got married to another woman and was spending his sweet honey moon in another country, because that’s what a desperate person would think to reassure himself that someone dear to him is doing fine.
Yet another day with empty hands. Our contacts at the border controls and at the airport assured us that my father did not leave the country. At this point, there was little room left for positive thinking. We started fearing the worst.
The fear of the worst intensified. Bad thoughts prevailed and we began to lose hope.
It’s been more than a week since dad left now. There’s no sign of him or his car and his mobile is still turned off! My cousin at the Air Force went beyond his duty and managed to convince his senior to fly a chopper and look for dad’s car in the forests and woods of Amman, but nothing happened. We lost all hope of finding him. I couldn’t eat, drink, sleep or work.
The police found dad’s car! It was found next to the Arab College [الكلية العربية], located in the Gardens Street, parked in a strange way, as if the driver left it in a hurry. It was hit from the left side and there were groceries in the back seat.
The doorman of the closest building to where the car was parked confirmed that an old man came out of the car and looked very sick and some college students took him to a hospital. He did not know which hospital he was transferred to. The Criminal Investigation guys arrived and took fingerprints and the doorman’s statement.
We contact all hospitals again, including Prince Hamza Hospital, as it is the closest public hospital to where dad’s car was found (people in Jordan tend to transfer sick strangers to public hospitals so they wouldn’t have to worry about payments). The operator at Prince Hamza Hospital guaranteed us that no one with my father’s name was admitted into the hospital.
Despite the operator’s assurance, my witty uncle went to that hospital at 10:30 pm of that day. He asked the receptionist if my father was admitted there and the receptionist, who’s also the operator, snapped at my uncle and his exact words were: (يا عمي دوشتونا بهالزملة! ما في ورانا غيركو؟ … يا أخي روحوا دوّروا عليه بمحل ثاني!). English translation: [We’ve had enough of you guys asking about this man. Do you think we have nothing better to do than answer your inquiries? Go look elsewhere!“
My uncle demanded to see the register to which the receptionist refused, but my uncle insisted. To get rid of my persistent uncle, the receptionist hands him the register, my uncle flips a page or two back and, believe it or not, THERE IT WAS: my father’s name, written in a very clear and visible handwriting in the patient’s manifest/register, admitted on Sunday the 19th of August, the same day he left the house.
Yes my friends, you are not imagining things. He was admitted to the hospital which my family called FOUR different times and every single time they said NO, there’s no such patient!
I arrived to
THE HORRIFIC FACTS
Dad was driving his car when he became very ill and hit his car where it was found. He got out of his car feeling very dizzy and fell down. Some unknown students took him
Because the hospital is really bad and I can’t begin to explain how horrible it is, my dad ended up with a) a brain seizure, b) severe pneumonia, c) kidney malfunction and d) blood infection. All which he picked up and was caused by his stay at the Prince Hamza Butchery (that’s what we’re calling it now). The reason his mobile was turned off is because it was stolen, either by the people who transferred him, or most probably at the hospital.
Now let me tell you a little of how my dad was treated in that hospital:
- For 9 days, 9 miserable days: he was left without any clothes on, not even a patient’s robe, which most probably caused the acute pneumonia.
- For 9 days, 9 miserable days: he was left with no food or water, which caused bacteria to form inside his mouth.
- For 9 days, 9 miserable days: none of the hospital’s staff bothered him/herself to inform his family, or the police for that matter, although he had his wallet next to him, and of course all his money was stolen, but he had all his ID’s and friend’s business cards in it. It even had MY business card! Can you imagine how he felt waking up to find no one beside him for 9 days?
- For 9 days, 9 miserable days: he was not given his medication, instead, the nurse would leave his pills on the table next to him, but he couldn’t move God damnit! If it wasn’t for the kind-hearted patient next to him who took it upon himself to give dad his medication and feed him whenever he can, God knows what could’ve happened.
- For 9 days, 9 miserable days: he was left to rot, literally. They did not bathe or clean him even once, and you can never imagine the hygienic condition he was in.
- For 9 days, 9 miserable days: they did not bother to change his position, which caused really severe bed sores on his buttocks.
We transferred him to a decent hospital the very next day, because we had to wait for the doctor’s release and an ambulance, which they refused to let us use or hire.
What’s even stranger than all that is when we went to the hospital the next day to transfer him, the doctors said he’s doing fine now and all he had was high blood pressure and minor convulsions, so you can take him home now. But after transferring him, the doctors told us he wouldn’t have made it if we took him home, simply because you can’t treat a brain seizure, acute pneumonia, a blood disease and a kidney malfunction at home!
The carelessness and the indifference we saw in the hospital are seriously fatal and without a doubt, a couple of more days at that hospital could’ve been the end of my father.
The Prince Hamza Hospital was only inaugurated last year by King Abdullah II and has cost the Jordanian government (tax payers, i.e, the Jordanian people) more than 67.6 million Jordan Dinars (close to 100 million $!).
The hospital is truly enormous and it looks wonderful from the outside but once you go inside, you’d feel like you’ve entered a ghost town to say the least. Large halls are empty and dirty and I assure you that you can’t find more than a couple of nurses in any of the large wards. The entire hospital is a smoking zone and the sight of patients smoking in their rooms is more than normal. All procedures there are done on papers. Not one computer can be found in the entire hospital and the one and only computer lies in front of the accountant.
We are thinking of suing them, although people are advising us not to, because it’ll be to no avail and would only be a waste of time, effort and money, simply because we’ll be suing the government (Prince Hamza Hospital) to the government (the courts), but nevertheless, we will carry on with that.
We also called the local Watan FM radio station (100.3 FM) and one of sharp-tongued uncles complained live about the hospital’s carelessness which nearly got an old man killed, in addition to the physical, psychological and mental state my dad was in when we found him, and not mentioning the torment me and family went through during the past two weeks. The radio station then called the hospital’s deputy general manager, Abdel Hafith Kharabsheh, who admitted the hospital is short-staffed and that the staff there are doing their utmost best, which absolutely contradicts to what the Jordanian Minister of Health, Sa’eed Darwazeh, said during the hospital’s inaugural press conference on the 25th of June 2006 (Kindly refer to paragraph 5 of the cached article. The original doesn’t exist for some reason) where he denied that The Prince Hamza Hospital is undermanned and confirmed that the hospital has 159 doctors and 465 nurses, in addition to other 99 medical workers.
But what Mr. Kharabsheh knows very well is that the problem does not lie in the fact that he’s short-staffed, but in the fact that the current staff are absolutely incompetent. All what they had to do is call the man’s family or the police.
I called a close friend of mine at the Jordan Times and told her the tragedy, but, unfortunately, she thinks such tragic stories are unlikely to be carried in the paper.
AND FINALLY …
Although my heart bleeds for what happened to my dear father and to see him this weak and vulnerable, but at least his health condition is stable at the moment and can now recognize us and mumble a few unintelligible words every now and then.
This post will probably be the only platform for me to rant in case the lawsuit fails but I do hope that my voice will be heard somewhere, not just because such incidents should not go unpunished, especially that it happened to my father, but because some action, even if it was too little, can save other people’s lives, it can help eradicate the carelessness and apathy the Jordanian health system suffers from and more importantly … restore some of the lost value of the human life.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
I woke up to read these this morning! ruined my whole day!
عمان- خفضت محكمة الجنايات الكبرى الى النصف حكمها الصادر بحق شخص اقدم على قتل ابنته لخروجها من المنزل من دون اذنه لزيارة والدتها، كما افاد مصدر قضائي امس.
وقال المصدر ان المحكمة التي كانت اصدرت حكما في 24 تشرين الثاني (نوفمبر) الماضي بالسجن 15 عاما مع الاشغال الشاقة بحق الجاني (41 عاما) عادت وخففت العقوبة الى النصف "لاعطائه فرصة لاصلاح نفسه".
ووفقا لوثائق المحكمة فإن الجاني قام في 23 كانون الثاني (يناير) 2006 بضرب ابنته عدة مرات بواسطة عصا على رأسها لخروجها من المنزل من دون اذنه لزيارة والدتها التي تقيم في منزل اهلها لخلاف زوجي بينهما، ما ادى الى موتها.
واضافت الوثائق ان الضحية "شتمت والدها" عندما صفعها على خدها قبل ان يضربها حتى الموت
عمان- اشتبهت الاجهزة الامنية بقيام حدث في منطقة جبل النصر بقتل طالب توجيهي لم يكمل فرحته بالنجاح بعد صدور نتائج الثانوية العامة، بعد مشاجرة جماعية بين المغدور وأصدقائه من جهة، والحدث ورفاقه من جهة اخرى، وفق ما ذكر الناطق باسم مديرية الامن العام الرائد بشير الدعجة.
وحسب الدعجة، فإن المغدور اجتمع مع اصدقائه بهدف الاحتفال وتناول الحلوى بمناسبة النجاح، وأثناء وقوفهم بالقرب من منزل المتهم وقع شجار بين الحدث والمغدور، واثناء ذلك قدم الحدث على طعن المغدور في الجهة اليسرى من الصدر.
وبين رئيس المركز الوطني للطب الشرعي مؤمن الحديدي ان المغدور اصيب بطعنة في منطقة القلب "البطين الايسر"، ما ادى الى وفاته.
وكان مدعي عام شرق عمان اجرى تحقيقا مع الحدث، فيما ضبطت الاداة المستخدمة في الجريمة، وتقوم حاليا مديرية شرطة شرق عمان باتخاذ اجراءات العطوة الامنية مع ذوي المغدور.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
I am becoming increasingly fed up with all the talk about working women "stealing the opportunities" of men and depriving "families" from a source of income. Today, while we visited family, a newly-wed friend of the family came and started bragging about the fact that "he made his wife stay home". His justification was the fact that he made enough money and that by doing that, he actually gave a "man who supports a family" a work opportunity.
He also said that his three sisters, all engineers, have also got married and are housewives. He went on to lash at the government for "giving girls free education and the chance to compete for higher education and jobs."
"My three sisters who are happily cooking and doing laundry at their houses took three engineering university seats and hypothetically deprived three men (three families) from studying and making a decent living."
What made me angrier was the fact that many men who were present were very satisfied with his "analysis". They said nothing and probably liked his "victorious" move to make his wife stay home and leave her job as a teacher.
Of course, all my talk about women education and work and contributing to the growth of the society was very unacceptable to him. He looked at me as if I was actually saying really stupid stuff. The conversation ended up by him saying that I, and the likes of me in Jordan, actually embody the very negative factor that "wrecked the very foundation of our society." The debate went on and on and I was too close to yelling at him with a big shut up!
I believe that those men should either be "eradicated" some way, or not allowed to speak in public by anyway possible.
It is only with the advancement of women that we can move forward. Empowering women will empower the society and as long as these people have power and a loud voice, I don’t think we will get anywhere!
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Friday, June 15, 2007
Yes I do… I also believe that the Children Museum is a great idea, a well-done effort and something we did need!
It is killing me, dismaying me and even alarming me how this country is quickly becoming a country for the rich. I was all excited at the fancy and well-planned teaching-learning instruments and experiments but I was equally saddened and disappointed with the number of families who made a shy retreat at the entrance of the museum with the reception staff telling them that everyone going in has to pay a JD3 fee. Just imagine the feeling a parent has when he is told that he has to pay JD 21 for going in with his wife and five kids and he cannot afford it. (Ya it is his mistake, he should have used better birth control!)
Who is this genius who decided that each and every single person going in should pay that much? Is he Jordanian, does he have a family? Does he read the newspaper? Or is it only that this project, that received exceptional media hype, is only a for-profit stunt?
How can the kids that Ahmed imagined playing and learning in the museum go in there with such a ridiculous fee?
As I was leaving the museum a woman, who made a shy go-back to the King Hussein Park when told about the fee, asked me :"Is it worth it?"
"I said: Well it is!"
"But it is too much.. I cant pay JD 15 to go in… kteer yakhti."
Friday, May 25, 2007
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Today I had a bit of free time and thought to myself: Why not take the babies for a walk? considering it was 2 and it was gruelling hot outside, I decided to go to Carrefour ... But instead of unwinding and giving my babies a refreshing outing, I came home shivering with anger!
The security there are absolutely vulgar and lack the simplest manners!
I was coming in with 1 year old Natalie sleeping and 2.5 year Abboudeh walking ahead of me, Abboudeh suddenly decides to run and enters using the exit door... I immediately ran after him, and that was the biggest mistake I have done in my life! I saw at least 5 door security shouting crazily at me come here come here and I said ok ok I am coming... they said you can't enter without going through the security gate so I said ok, you can manually search me but they wouldn't while at the same time yelling footi footi ta7t el bab! I said I cant enter with my abboudeh with me so a girl security grabs my baby aggressively and said "we are holding your baby, yallah go in" and that was when I went crazy and said "hey, don't touch my baby"... I walked inside and there were at least 10 people around me, half of them yelling at me and half of them apologizing and then some started yelling at each other... One of them who thought she was stronger than everyone else came and started nervously pointing at me from head to toe while yelling..footi footi ta7t el bab yallaaaaaaaaaaaaa like I am suddenly Mosaab Zarqawi going in with a bomb! ! I was looking at all this chaos and saying khalas khalas let me just go home! Then a senior person from the mall administration came and took me inside while the women security were giving me mean and horrible looks!
I went inside and barely made a 5 minute walk while thinking, what are they going to do to me when I exit the mall? Will they spit and yell at me or chase me with a club and 200 dogs? I made a quick exit without even looking at them...
What will a woman carrying 2 babies and a small hand bag do to threaten the safety of the mall and its shoppers? How many times do people enter without being searched?
It was a bad feeling! You think I will ever go to City Mall, Carrefour again?
I understand we've been through a terrorist ordeal but didn't they face a worse ordeal in New York? I was not treated with such ignorance and rudeness in New York! They searched me in the JF Kennedy airport while being extremely nice and apologetic because their search was a bit thorough!
I was told once by an American friend of mine that we in Jordan are obsessed with authority! I thought, then, that she was exaggerating... I was wrong...
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Bill Gates, chairman of Microsoft, will speak at Harvard University's commencement ceremony in June and like all commencement speakers will receive an honorary degree from the institution. It's hard to guess if Gates, the wealthiest person in the world and co-founder of a company that brought in US$44 billion in revenue last year, cares. But the programming whiz who once dropped out of Harvard will likely feel some sense of satisfaction. Gates arrived at Harvard as a freshman in 1973 and while there got to know Steve Ballmer, Microsoft's CEO, who lived just down the hall. Gates had already discovered his interest in software, having programmed computers since the age of 13. While at Harvard, Gates helped develop a version of the programming language BASIC for the first microcomputer, the MITS Altair.During his junior year, Gates dropped out of the university to work full-time on Microsoft, a company he and his childhood friend Paul Allen founded. In hindsight, it's hard to criticise that decision."
Monday, March 12, 2007
Sunday, March 04, 2007
The numbers are reminiscent of periods of rising inflation Jordan witnessed in the early 90s. In 1988 and 1989, the Jordanian economy received continuous economic shocks and saw the inflation rate reach 25.7%, and negative economic growth touch 16.7%. At that time, Jordan adopted an economic adjustment program aimed to achieve economic stability by adopting a tight monetary policy, mainly by raising the interest rate to control demand and consequently lower prices.
The Central Bank of Jordan (CBJ) is heading in the same direction now by raising key interest rates to offset inflation. Following the lead of the U.S. Federal Reserve, the CBJ has raised interest rates 17 times in the past two years.
"This is catastrophic," economist Hani Khalili said. "We are shooting ourselves in the foot. Curbing inflation by raising the interest rates is only going to discourage investments, and drain liquidity in the market, further pressuring ordinary Jordanians." .
The current inflation problem in Jordan has been set off by rising oil prices, as well as a government decision to gradually lift subsidies on oil derivatives. Any hike in petrol prices is always followed by a rise in the prices of basic commodities and services, because higher oil prices raise production costs.
"Inflation is such a dangerous problem in Jordan as we can see the purchasing power of people decreasing sharply," economist Husam Ayesh told Jordan Business. "The problem is there isn't much we can do if our economy continues to be dependent on what happens externally. We are currently catching all the ills of external economies such as the U.S. and having to pay a high price of our lack of economic independence," Mr. Ayesh said. (The Jordanian dinar has been pegged to the dollar since 1996, which according to the CBJ is necessary to maintain a stable exchange rate for the dinar and subsequently protect Jordan's exports.)
Some economists question the inflation rate that the DOS announced, arguing that inflation must be higher than 6.25%, estimating the number at over 10%.
"I am not sure if the percentage [supplied by the DOS] mirrors reality. I can feel the purchasing power of the Jordanian dinar decreasing so quickly," said Mr. Khalili.
Economist Ayesh concurs with that point of view. He argues that the basket of commodities according to which the CBJ calculates inflation is different every year, and the weight of commodities in the inflation calculation formula was changed to make the inflation rate lower. "I know that this game was played several times to cover up the rise in inflation, but I think prices have gone up so high that the government can’t hide the facts any more," said Mr. Ayesh.
Hani Dawaghreh of the DOS denies that the basket of commodities has changed. "We have been using the same basket since 2002; nothing has changed and we based our calculations on the Family Spending Survey we carried out then," he said.
The high inflation rate according to Mr. Ayesh was also making interest rates on deposits seem unsatisfactory for people wishing to keep their money in the bank. "If the inflation rate is 6.25% and the interest rate on deposits is 4%; that means that people lose money by making bank deposits. The inflation rate should always be less to make depositing money at the bank a positive investment," he said.
The X factor
Other than spiraling oil prices, inflation in Jordan was also compounded by an increase of demand that was driven by the influx of Iraqi refugees. Government statistics put the number of Iraqi refugees in Jordan at 500,000, but many say the number might have exceeded 800,000. Real-estate prices have more than tripled since the start of the war, as the market has been filled with wealthy Iraqis. According to local economists, prices of basic commodities, clothes and other merchandise went up by more than 25%, putting more pressure on the pockets of Jordanians, more than half of whom live under the poverty line.
The hike in the prices of basic commodities was, once again, the talk of the country last month, especially with a steady but quick rise in the prices of vegetables. The prices of tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants and zucchini, all basic ingredients in the Jordanian kitchen, soared to unprecedented highs, prompting widespread complaints.
"The biggest losers in this equation are the ordinary citizens, especially those living on fixed incomes and managing their expenses paycheck to paycheck," said economist Mr. Khalili.
A vicious circle
One major adverse effect of high inflation is rising unemployment. The decrease of purchasing power of citizens affects companies and their profits, which discourages local and foreign investments, in turn increasing unemployment.
"I think this is the worst consequence of all…the entire economy will be suffering if investors shy away from putting their money in Jordan," said Mr. Ayesh.
He added that a high inflation rate also affects the gross domestic product and economic growth. Jordan's economic growth hovered around 6% last year, which is less than the inflation rate. "It is very worrying to see inflation exceeding growth. This means that all the efforts to improve the economy are not working out, and that actually, the economy is worsening," added Mr. Ayesh.
The policy of raising interest rates is not going to help Jordan escape the inflation bubble, economists argue. Opinion writer Isam Qadamani said in an article published in Al Rai newspaper on January 22, that raising interest rates will only pressure small investors and ordinary citizens. "This will also increase liquidity in the coffers of Jordanian banks already suffering from high liquidity. It will also curb investments because the return on deposits is higher than the return on real investments, which will further hurt the economy and the production cycle," Mr. Qadamani wrote.
Resorting to "cosmetic" and temporary measures will only worsen the situation. The only way to offset inflation is to raise production and achieve more independence for the economy.
According to the Jordan Consumer Protection Society, the prices of some basic commodities have gone up by 75% over the past 10 years. So Jordan is more expensive these days, but I still think it is both…. We have a bigger selection of commodities and the standards of living are just higher… we need mobile phones, ADSL, Showtime and Orbit and I donno what… Jordan is no longer a small Middle-Eastern country… people see and want to try!
I also heard that a young Iraqi businessman is building a new mall in Mecca Street… it will be called Crystal Mall and will actually look like a crystal piece and will be 13 storeys high on a 35-donum plot of land, so roughly three times bigger than Mecca Mall… are these businessmen banking on the Jordanians or the foreigners to flock to these malls and fills trolleys or what is exactly the story?
I have recently written a story on inflation in Jordan, to read it go here…
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Today I saw people lying and ripping other people off using religion and verses of the Holy Quran…
Imagine that this satellite station Konouz, and more recently another one called Shahrazad have fortune tellers that tell people they have mediums "up in the sky" that tell them what happens in other people's life. They claim to have super powers that help people avert envy and bad magic and cure illnesses by simply reciting some verses of Quran and burning beans or hair!
What teased me the most and made me hysterically rant and yell at whatever morality and wisdom there is in this universe is that people were calling those 0900 and 4-digit mobile number relentlessly and sending SMSs to this "non-profit" channel and asking the Sheikhs and Um Wael and AlMo3jiza sth to help them cure illnesses, find husbands and solve animosity problems with mothers-in-law and husbands…
What do we call this? what can we call this daring, filthy and flagrant violation of morals, ethics and humanity… can anyone stop these people… can anyone do anything so that they just SHUT UP?!!!
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Friday, January 05, 2007
1- I had a baby: Natalie is 10 months old now! She is speaking her first words… makes me crazy when she says mama!
3- I started a blog: Thanks to Isam… I wish I had more time to write… yet through blogging, I met so many nice people…
4- I celebrated my 3rd anniversary: I never could be happier!
5- We redecorated the garden: you now, one of these things that keep plaguing your mind but you keep postponing… but one you do them, the satisfaction is awesome!
So 2007 I hope has a lot of potential… my plans are:
1- Send Abboudeh to KG: Abboudeh is 2 now.. it is time that I let go of him :(
2- Do more blogging and more reading both on the Internet and my book shelves… makes me very sad to see all those great books unread yet!
3- Write more investigative stories: I always feel that there are a lot of untapped areas that I haven’t written about… I feel a great urge to investigate more!
4- Start my own "small" business: one has to do more in this country… the potential is great! More to come!
5- Lose 5 kilos: seems impossible in winter…
6- Visit more family and do more family socializing: never wanted that and never liked it… but getting married and having children made me suddenly a significant person in my and my husband's extended families… everyone seems upset I haven’t congratulated them for getting married, having newborns, graduating, going to Umra and Hajj.. etc… can anybody do that and have some time for himself?! I doubt it…
7- Write a book: I don’t know about what…
8- Learn French, Spanish, German….
9- Learn more html: as if I know any
10- Have "my own" blog: I feel very jealous of moey!
Seems very ambitious right… how much you think dear people can I do out of that?