Happy Eid in London (read, it is different )

Today is Friday 10september 2010,I am writing this post in order to share me the happiness I have in this day .
Yestrday,my brother and I decided to travel to london to celebrate EID there . I have heard that there is a mosque called the islamic center and it is belong to king fahad therefor I went there to pray ,also,london has lots of arab so I can feel the joy of Eid

we took the train that was going to london ,king cross station ,in the train ,I spent my time chatting with my brother and writing my posts about INTO THE WILD .we arrived at 5:30 pm ,then took a taxi going to that hotel my brothere has booked in .we put our bags there and run to oxford street and hanging aroun there and then have our breakfast . we had a wonderful coffee with some sweets .we did some shopping and went home to sleep early and get ready to the prayer tomorrow .we slet at 1am and woke up at 7 am .I prepared my self and called a taxi .I hurried up to the mosque in my way ,I was happy and so0o enthusiastic .i was smiling and saying the islamic greeting (slamo alakom )for all people who were coming to pray .also, I gave sweets to children .at that moment I wished that if I was child cause I wanted to wear dress and plays, eat lots of sweets,and take mony from adult which is common between moslims . some of that dream became true Iate lots of chocolate and wore dress but I did not play unfortunatly

At the mosque , I prayed and met people and talked to them .after that I went out and met my brother who were praying in the men part .i took some pics to the people and streets there .

In my way from the baker street station to edgware road one, lots of horses were running ,some had riders and some had not .I wandered why ? but could not find someone to ask .

we took the tube and went to a lebanese restaurant ant ate there delicious food .once I finish I went to entrnet shop to write about my happy EID and my brother went to the hotel to rest there .

Here I am finishing my post ,finally ,..



Wait wait someone is ringing me .he is my brother


Hello



Yes fasial what do you want

Do you remember that horses



Yes

They are going to that mosque where we were



Why

And lots of police were going there


How did you know
I just watched the mosque in chanel mbc1,the reporter is talking about the huge amount of moslims who went there to pray.and the british governments is worried about this gatherd they thought it is reaction to that christian pastor who requested burning Quran .

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/northamerica/usa/7993845/911-Koran-burning-pastor-to-hold-Ground-Zero-mosque-talks.html

 Ok come now and lets talk face to face
Ok ,bye



At the end I ‘d like to say that we should respect each other’s religion and not to humiliate their reiligous books . blaming innocent people about what extremist did is the worst thing can ever happens . we ,moslims,hates and against WHO EVER WANT TO HURT PEOPLE AND TAKE THEIR LIVES WITHOUT RIGHT . my country is fighting them till this day and doing their best to prevent these actions .



Do you agree with me people or not ????

Chris McCandless Quotes

"Rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me truth."

— Chris expanded on the original quote by Henry David Thoreau


"Mr. Franz I think careers are a 20th century invention and I don't want one."



— Chris McCandless in Into the Wild movie, speaking to Ronald Franz.


"Greetings from Fairbanks!



This is the last you shall hear from me Wayne. Arrived here 2 days ago. It was very difficult to catch rides in the Yukon Territory. But I finally got here. Please return all mail I receive to the sender.



It might be a very long time before I return South. If this adventure proves fatal and you don't ever hear from me again, I want you to know your a great man. I now walk into the wild. Might be a very long time before I return South...



I now walk into the wild."

— Chris McCandless, in postcard sent to Wayne Westerberg in Carthage, South Dakota, from Alaska



"...henceforth will learn to accept my errors, however great they be..."

— Chris McCandless' journal from Alaska, written weeks before he died



"I have had a happy life and thank the Lord. Goodbye and may God bless all!" — Chris McCandless' journal from Alaska

Chris McCandless Quotes

The following quotes by Chris McCandless are attributed to him by Jon Krakauer in Into the Wild book, through letters and postcards to friends, and excerpted from Chris McCandless' journal entries.




"I read somewhere... how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong... but to feel strong."

— Read more about this reference by Chris McCandless from a short story called Bear Meat by Primo Levi


Two years he walks the earth.

No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, 'cause "the West is the best." And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild.

— Alexander Supertramp

May 1992



"So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun."

— Chris McCandless



"Surely all Americans have the right to give their money only to those causes which they support. But what kind of society has this created? A society where the ignorant reign. A society where enlightened must hold their tongues. A nation whose politicians must profess half-hearted devotion to an ancient fable or face the disastrous consequences of speaking their true mind."

Chris McCandless writing on religious fanaticism in The Emory Wheel student newspaper, October 1987



"Some people feel like they don't deserve love. They walk away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past."

— Chris McCandless



"The core of mans' spirit comes from new experiences."

— Chris McCandless



"If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, then all possibility of life is destroyed— Chris McCandless

Into the Wild (part3)

He seems in the whole breadth of his nature to have been possessed of an insatiable hunger to discover some redeeming truth about mankind through him. Nevertheless, his insistence on doing things his way caused him to neglect several basic precautions that would probably have kept an experienced woodsman alive: a good hunting gun with ample ammunition, reliable information about the area he would be venturing into, and a dependable U.S. Geological Survey topographic map. Krakauer has concluded that the actual cause of Chris's death by starvation was a form of poisoning to which he succumbed after eating some wild seeds that even the experts never knew were highly toxic. Ironically, this was a mistake anyone might have made, but McCandless would not have had to eat the seeds if he had not allowed himself to be trapped by runoff from the Teklanika river, if he had possessed a gun adequate for hunting game, or a map to show him that half a mile away from his camp was a way to cross the torrent. As one friend was to observe later, McCandless, given his passion and intensity, sometimes had a problem seeing the forest for the trees.


While he remains an elusive figure, others who are more distinctly represented in Into the Wild include the diverse, ordinary, and not−so−ordinary characters who briefly met and befriended him. These include "rubber tramps," Jan Burres and her boyfriend Bob, who ran into McCandless along the United States Highway 101. Jan felt a maternal impulse toward Chris, and he responded with an almost waiflike affection. At other times, he was given work and a place to stay by Wayne Westerberg in Carthage, a small, hardworking South Dakota town. Ronald Franz, another friend, had lost his own family to a tragic automobile accident long before Mc− Candless was born. Franz was touched by Chris's earnest good nature and actually asked the young man if he would let Franz adopt him as his grandson. McCandless responded with characteristic evasiveness; having renounced his family, it seems as if he is instinctively drawn to parental figures even while he was trying to push them away.

Into the Wild (part2)

Krakauer is careful to avoid weighting Into the Wild with an excess of authorial judgment; although he concedes at the outset that his own feelings about McCandless will become obvious, he painstakingly tries not to impose his deeply held convictions on his readers. A notable subtext in this biography is the ways the young man's story and any number of other themes seem to inter illuminate each other for the author. In the introduction to Into the Wild, Krakauer says


on other, larger subjects as well: the grip Wilderness has on the American imagination, the allure high risk activities hold for young men of a certain mind, the complicated, highly charged bond that exists between fathers and sons."

A significant theme is the deep and secret alienation that McCandless felt toward his parents. He was intensely angry with them, although his complaints never seem to have been very clear. Bitterness and frustration often build walls between the competing natures of strong willed sons and equally inflexible fathers, and Krakauer's portrait of the elder McCandless as a self-made man with a powerful personality makes this possibility a very reasonable one. However, a persevering positivism such as McCandless possessed might easily have overcome such an obstacle, and Walt McCandless remembers that, regardless of everything, he loved spending time with his son. Krakauer suggests one possible reason that kept reanimating his powerful antipathy may have been his discovery that the end of his father's first marriage and the beginning of the second were messy and fraught with tension and dissembling on all sides. These long ago marital troubles seem to have enraged the son's impeccable and unforgiving sense of morality, and eventually led him to judge and condemn his father forever, using moral standards so unrelentingly severe he would not even apply them to his friends.

Into the Wild( part1)

Chris McCandless remains a somewhat ghostly presence even in this biography of his life. Although Krakauer uses frequent excerpts from Chris's personal journals, the reader always feels somewhat distanced, partly owing to his habit of writing about himself in the third person under an assumed name. Only Chris's final journal entries are written in the first person and signed with his real name, perhaps underscoring the shocking realization of first the possibility and then the certainty of his own imminent death. The tone of these final words is frightened at first, then rueful and courageous, and finally serene and reconciled. Other than these journal extracts, all of the information about McCandless is fragmentary and pieced together from the testimony of people who had met him on his journeys. Their accounts seem to paint him as an intensely bright and defiantly independent young man who clung to the stern and archaic ideals gleaned from his readings.

According to the reminiscences of his family and university friends, McCandless was a seemingly well-adjusted twenty-two−year−old at the time of his disappearance. He was athletic, bright, and a natural born entrepreneur, excelling at so many things that he tended to be overconfident. A double major with above average grades, he led a life of comparable comfort and good fortune. He worked on the student newspaper at Emory University and, like many other people his age, thought about injustice in the world around him. He seemed to take life more seriously than many peers, however, refusing to join a fraternity and declaring that, according to his principles, he would no longer give or accept gifts. He appeared, on balance, to be an affable and intense friend according to all who met him, but there are puzzling glimpses of the unhappiness directed at his parents. While appearing to be content with his home life, McCandless revealed to a few trusted people a fierce disdain and bitterness toward his parents, whom he saw as unfairly tyrannical.

trip to lincoln

In Friday night I was so bored I was thinking about anything can amuse me until I ended up with decision

which is travelling to anywhere in The Uk in order to use that time I have here and to discover some interesting places I’ve heard about .

I told my friend X to search about the nearest beach to Nottingham .indeed, she did then she found a city called Lincoln and has its own beach there .
 
I called another friend Y to prepare herself and join us to that beach. We took with us three bags included swimming suites .we woke up that morning with full of excitement. “Finally we will see the beach “I said whispering to my self. We caught up the first train was going there. On that we ,chatted ,ate and did our homework .once we arrived there to Lincoln I hurried up trying to look where the beach is ,I did not see any water. I started asking people the place I have dreamed about since i came to the uk .I was shocked when I heard an answer “no darling there is no beach here , it is one hour far from Lincoln by bus “ a woman answered me .

”There is a small port you can go there and watch the old ships “she was trying to make me feel better. We lift her and went hanging around the city .we were blaming X because she was not sure that Lincoln does not have beach

 

 .while we were fighting and blaming each other, we arrived at a big green field .it is a huge place without gate we did not know where to go and how to get out of here .Y tried to calmed me and X cause we were so scared .

 

it might be a private property and we might be accused of stealing. Suddenly,

 when a fence appeared from a distance, we all run to it, and finally jumped on .after that we started a new kind of suffering which was the sunny weather especially in that day we were in and tiredness because of that distance we walked .there was no buses or taxies on the high way .

we tried to hitchhiked but nobody stopped .finally an old man stopped and gave us a lift to the city centre .we were so hungry so that we went to an Italian restaurant and had some pizza and pasta .after we had coffee as well we were so curious about discovering the city what it is famous for .

we walked until we faced a huge gate for old cathedral called Lincoln Cathedral .I was astonished it was the first time to me to enter a place similar to it.

I was impressed by the quietness it had .

I felt little bit scared because of died people’s bodies were buried there .I started to take pics for every simple details .inside ,I felt breathless I don’t know why ,I think because of how dark and quite the cathedral was.i have read that this cathedral is a place where the film ,The Da Vinci Code for the writer Dan  Brown ,were located in .

 Without doubt once we got out we went SHOPPING the most important thing to do per trip .

P.S

I had so much fun there I was very glad to experience such a beautiful trip with more beautiful friends .

Robinson Crusoe

once I finished  four chappters from  MaCcndless'story ,I remember a story that I read last year it talk about
Robinson Crusoe,  who born in York, is the third son in his family. His parents wish to make a lawyer out of young Crusoe, but Crusoe has other plans. His one great desire is to become a sailor and go to sea. The first foreshadows what lies ahead for the hero. Although his father refuses to give him permission to go to sea, Crusoe runs away to become a sailor. Although almost all of his initial forays into sea life are disastrous, Crusoe is not deterred. During one of his trips, the Moors capture his ship, and Crusoe is taken as a slave. He finally escapes in a boat with another young man. After some interesting adventures, he is rescued by a Portuguese ship. He next lands in Brazil, where his enterprising ways help him to succeed; he becomes a planter and prospers in a few years time. Still not satisfied with his success, he decides to become a slave trader in order to get cheap labor for his plantation. As he travels by boat to find slaves, a storm hits, and his ship is wrecked. All the sailors are drowned except for Crusoe, who is washed ashore on an uninhabited island.

 Dear reader, you may ask yourself why I wrote about Robinson Crusoe and what is the relationship between him and maccndless , the story simply remind me of the story I am reading these days (into the wild)I noticed some similarities and differences between the two young men .in terms of similarity both ignored their parent’s desires and wished for trying a new world leaving their beautiful and peaceful life .they both trusted the nature and chose to live in its scary isolation .concerning the differences ,Crusoe paid attention to the preparations he should do before his journey like food and weapons .on the other hand ,maCcendless did not care about preparations . for that ,I strongly believe he intended to live a new life away from materials.fortunatly,Crusoe could live after struggling lasted for 28 years not like MaCcndless who was unlucky to win the same chance .

into the wild [ part 2]

He walked alone into the wilderness north of Mt.mckinley.he hitchhiked and stopped jim gallien ,an old man ,who was driving four miles out of Fairbanks .Gallien saw the kid friendly enough to tell him to climb in . maccandless tried to lie on Galliebn by telling him a fake name and age and he is from south Dakota .

Gallien misdoubted him  he did not carry with him enough food and gear ,Gallien was worried about the kid .Also, he described him as a naive, becaues he refused gallien’s help or offer of  food .

According to jon krakauer Chris McCandless died as a result of "one or two seemingly insignificant blunders.".in my opinion, the biggest mistake chris did was not to tell his parents about his destination and the few equipment he took .he could have avoided these blunders by telling his parents where he is and taking what would help him survive into the wild such as plenty of food and a weapon to protect himself at least to guarantee his safety. I believe chris was a narcissist and selfish he was thinking about himself, he did not care about his parents and their anxiety. He killed himself by trusting the nature; however, nature is a fickle beast, turning from friendly ally to cruel enemy in the blink of an eye. McCandless is not insensible to this fact.i have read that chris had two favourite authors Jack London and Henry David Thoreau, and their immense respect for nature influences the impressionable young man. Furthermore,.i wondered why chris had been described as “leather tramp"?I think because he gave up his car and relied on his leather shoes to do his journey. Any way the story seems to be exiting and captivating, I can’t wait till I finish it

into the wild

I am reading a book called into the wild by jon krakauer .I have finished reading the first two chapters .in this post I will give a brief summary about the author, the plot and some of my opinions about some points in the story .....

Jon krakauer is an American writer and mountaineer, well known for outdoor and mountaineering. His writing career has circled a lifelong passion for adventure, the wilderness, and mountain climbing— his most abiding interest. He is the author of best selling nonfiction books Into the Wild. The reason that made him write about Chris is that he had been told by OUTSIDE magazine to write about the young man’s story. Chris's story stays with Krakauer, encouraging him to further research about the young man to understand what went awry. Krakauer's was interested t in discovering the similarities between them. Krakauer believes that his own youthful escapades might easily have ended fatally, and he wrote Into the Wildtrying to defend Chris from his critics. Many people have responded to Chris's death with anger, seeing Chris as a foolhardy young man who threw away every advantage he was given in life.

The story is about an eighteen year old boy called Christopher Johnson mccandless, his nickname is alex. He graduated, with honor, from Emory University in the summer of 1990, he is from a well to do family .he dropped out of sight by changing his name to alex. he chaos to live in the margin of his society .he gave twenty four thousand dollars to  charity and this is all what he had in his account ,he burned the cash in his wallet ,abandoned his car and most of his possessions .his family has no idea where is he until his body turned up in Alaska. His remains were found by a party of moose hunters.





to be continued .......

I was in London i came by an underground station ,i wandered if i would use it, what would  happen even if i lost my way i can ask or go back to my hotel by a taxi, nothing to be afraid of ,i think this is the time to try what i wished to use ,this is the only chance to catch .i bought a map i chose a place to go then ..........here we go.

I am in Kensington Street, moving to Lancaster gate, what a confusing map, i don’t know which line should i use, is it the red ? no the green ? i am asking a couple to direct me to a place i have heard about ,called canary wharf , by chance they are going to a place where it become before mine . i am following them and doing the same as them .i am inside a place similar to a tube making too much of noisiness a place has no ventilation but one window ,dirty seats people from all over the world ,all ages and some are reading others are speaking forging languages......

Ohh a man is coming toward me, holding something tightly  a above me. His underarm is opposite my face and talking into  hismobile phone and I am ding I can't breath well my nose is turning red and eyes are sreaming , I do not know what to do, ok i will wait until he get off this bloody tube. Finally, he gets off.

I will go beside that window to have some pure air ,the tube is getting full of people who is trying to have seats or they will stay standing up till the next station. A woman with her dog next to me and playing with my shoes i feel shy to ask her to move him away from me. I prefer to stay on foot rather than being disgusted and making trouble with people. i am in canary wharf now, it is a place deserves all that struggling day with hard transport like the underground .although it is noisy and crowded tube, it is the fastest way in London to reach the site you want. so be courageous, take deep breath and go head .........

Across Riyadh's Desert! (Part 2)

We arrived to the camp; I was impressed by the layout of the tents, the scene of the lights, the golden sand and the firewood smell. I was so happy and enthusiastic when I met my best, best friends, Jojo and Nono. We gathered together about the fire and drank some coffee. Before going to sleep,I did the most stupid thing can people do in a desert which was applying a lotion to my face and body.

In the morning, I woke up to find myself covered with sand as a result of leaving the tent door open by my mum. I asked my made to bring me some water , I touched it, I was shocked how cold it is. I asked her to boil some of it ,ohh it became too hot .I started mixing the water till I made a proper temperature. A couple of moments later, my made hated me after that suffering morning.

During the midday ,we were playing and competing each other and were exploring the desert. At night, lonely, I tried receiving some signal to call my friend in Jeddah telling her how amazing the camping is .With some bravery I went at the top of the hill.

While I was talking ,strong wind blew towards me ,I turned back to the other side then I saw a genie I could not speak ,I ran away to the camp again ,I was crying and trembling my mother subsided me, I shouted at her to leave this horrific place right now .it was amazing experience to had at the beginning and it became horrible at the end which made me hated any thing related to desert or even coming by it.

Across Riyadh Desert! (Part 1)

Camping for my mother’s family is a tradition. Every spring they set 3 big tents for men , 6 ones for women, one kitchen, one toilet, a big tank of water and there is a dynamo to lighten the camp.


My mother used to take my younger brother and sister there except me , I hate these places for many causes .The weather usually is severe cold and dry by the reason of Riyadh’s location which is surrounded by three deserts. Also, it has some scary animal and insects such as wolves, foxes, snakes, locust and beatles .Moreover, being dirty and sitting in a place full of sand is making me feel disgusted. All these reasons are made up by my imagination and others people experience,i have never tried going to a desert .


In 2008 spring, my mum forced me to go with her and wanted me to try a unique trip, to overcome my fears and my false thoughts about camping in a desert. I accepted going with her and started to pack my back and travelled from Jeddah to Riyadh.

There, at King Khalid airport, we were welcomed by my mum’s cousin, Sarah. She took us from the airport to the camp directly with her own driver, in our way to the camp we were chatting and laughing on funny incidents that had happened before we arrived. Then she stopped at a supermarket to take some food, drinks, firewood and fuel as well. After that we continued driving to the camp.

We were close to arrive, Sarah asked her driver to get off the car and keep walking to the site on foot. She started to drive herself and I was so scared, because it was the first time to get a car with a woman driver, not only this, she was a crazy driver. She was driving in sandy way from right to left and the other way around until the car got stuck. Consequently, she asked us to get off and push the car. I was laughing all the time and couldn’t believe that I came from Jeddah to Riyadh to push a damaged car.


To be continued...

Celebrating Away From My Family

Friday 23 July was my birthday I was so sad I couldn’t celebrate even though I was happy to be 21 years old. I keep missing my friends dawlah and fatemh so much and their children as will I miss every minute I spent with them my tears fall down from my eyes.

On Friday , I called my other friends , Misho, Ameerah, Layla and Ghadh to go to costa cafee in order to do our homework together. Another friend came and told us there is a festival in the old market square. We went there ,we enjoyed watching people dancing and playing. I felt little bit released when I saw my friends. I told them let us go to do something exiting.

We went to the skating centre and while I was playing, I heard my name being announced by a DJ, OoOoh how happy I was when my friends remembered my birthday. After that we had dinner together in ZIZI restaurant and I received a lots of presents from them. In my opinion life without friendship is like wedding without music.

Sad Mood in x Day

In a sunny and windy weather, I am sitting alone in front of fountains where I used to sit with my friends remembering every thing I did with them, I am sad I feel home sick. I miss every one in my life.

I need every member in my family especially mum and dad. I can’t wait until I see them .I feel like a child woke up and suddenly has been taken from his mother. I am a thirsty person in a desert and trying to find any sources of water. I cant stop imagining that moment when I hug my mum and kiss her hands and foot as will .I did not see her for one year .I do not know what to do in Ramadan. Everything will remind me of her and what she used to do in it. Gathering us at the breakfast time with her delicious food and asking me to pray with her. She cries once she hears my voice and that  breaks my heart. May Allah give me some patience until I see her?

One Year in The UK

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Getting the Scholarship  to The UK was like dream. Once I came here I had pleasant things and bad ones.  .

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In my country, Saudi Arabia, I  used to rely on my family in doing everything such as paying bills and balancing the budget. In my country I have a driver and servant who can do and bring everything I need. Whereas here, I have to do everything myself cooking, shopping and cleaning. I have became too strong and confident to travel alone and tried the train which is not exist in my country. Also, I have the confidence to do presentation whether in front  of girls or boys. In my opinion, this Scholarship is  making  me a strong mature woman.

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Another thing that I've benefit from is being a friend of my brother. Although he is older than me, I can find time to play or chat with him. He taught me how to ride a bicycle. He treats me like a friend and sister at the same time. We discuss our problems togather and try to solve them together as well.

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enlarging my English vocabulary was the most important timing. I've learnt a lot of new and advanced phrases. I've learnt how to describe a graph. I've consolidated some skills like listening and writing and speaking. I know how to make a good project and how to search a bout information without   plagiarism what I used to do, but not any more.
   

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