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Comment on The Lonely Death of a Moroccan Child by Marocco: botte e abusi per migliaia di colf-bambine | Le persone e la dignità

Tue, 20 Nov 2012 06:02:09 +0000

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Comment on A Word About Me by Rabia Otry

Rabia Otry — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 02:17:14 +0000

Hello,
I am a Moroccan-American living in the US.
I really enjoy reading your blog! Don’t stop posting

Comment on Jesus Wouldn’t See That Movie and Mohammed Wouldn’t Go On That Demonstration by oulaya

oulaya — Sat, 03 Nov 2012 00:19:16 +0000

Having watched the 14 min youtube clip. I’m more mad about our reaction than the movie. Funny how moslims are passionate about protesting stupid provocative crap. And are completly apathetic to the insensitive shit that come from their mouths toward other people’s religions, ideas….etc
I wonder why is that? Sometimes I just want to shake people so bad and tell them to wake the fuck up. If you want repect you have to earn it.

Comment on If Fadoua Laroui Had a Suicide Vest… by oulaya

oulaya — Fri, 02 Nov 2012 03:05:08 +0000

Why are Magharba (Moroccans) so hateful toward each other? Why are they so merciless toward each other unless they want their 7ajthom? Is it years of conditioning, something that we inherited from our parents, I once called my father wald elsti3mar (son of colonialism) when I noticed this ruthlessness, this disregard for human value, human virtue. The way our school teachers would beat on us as kids is a prime example how we grow feeling dumb, ugly and completely worthless. After all only a donkey gets beaten. Yet had we had a fair system such punishments wouldn’t be allowed .So I think we need to be free to self-respect and love. After all how can you love, care, and respect someone if you can’t do it for yourself. A little poem that inspires me to be the best I can be.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,
gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously
give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

a return to love – marianne williamson

Comment on Morocco’s Great Illusion by oulaya

oulaya — Thu, 01 Nov 2012 19:04:56 +0000

Yes a lot of “fhamat” and not much change. However how do you go about implementing this change? When more than half of the population suffers from fear, lack of education and understanding of the situation, Yes We all know that bribery is the law of the land, we all know that you do not speak about the king or anyone that stands around him. Simple truths that we only dare to joke about within the company of our trusted friends. Yet this cynicism and indifference stem from the way we are raised and the way we are punished when we question authority be it our school teachers, parents or the government, it is very hard to break out from such habits that has been ingrained in our psyche. As to why they love him because most of them are old enough to remember the old regime. Moroccans are people that has spent their post-independence days been choked by a giant hand. So when the son relaxes his grip a little bit they get thankful and grateful just for a few wisps of air to the point that they forget that the hand is still around their necks and could crush them any day.