Wednesday 29 April 2009

My Primary School

My primary school was the boring place I've ever been in my life. To start describing it, it was a small, old green building in Chwarqurna. Its name was Public Chwarqurna Pimary School. Chwarqurna is a small town near Ranya. My school was right in the last bus station in the town. On the corners of the building, there were garbage cabins. Workers from government were burning the garbage daily so this made the environment around us in Chwarqurna polluted and dirty beside it had a bad smell of course. That also made the walls of the building like a hell because of the smoke. In the yard, there were two gardens which didn't really looked like real gardens. They were pale like a sick person's face. The flowers and grass were dried since they didn't water the garden probably and they were like a desert trees.




As you entered the building, you could find three rooms, one for the principle of the school and the two others were for the teachers. We have many teachers at our school, but what was weird about them was each have very different personalities. Some of them were really friendly with us that we could feel comfortable with them and share our thoughts with. The others were not only unfair with us, but also very strict and tough that they wouldn't even want to listen to students' opinion. For instance, once I was late to class, the teacher hit me with a stick just because I was late for class without asking me for any explanation why I was late for the class.




The internal design of the building was so old, the walls and floors were all damaged and dust covered almost everywhere. At the backyard the building, there were ten classrooms. They were very messy and disorganized, even we hadn't a trashcan to throw things wastes in. Sometimes our teachers persuaded us to clean the building. When we cleaned the school, and our face seemed like a mouse because of the dust. The walls become as a black board for the students because they were all writing stuffs on it, and nobody cared. This is all because of the teachers because they didn't make us love school and education. At the middle of the front wall, we had a black board, we were writing on it with a chalk. Both desks and door were broken, and they were squeaking like a mouse.




On the left side of the yard, we had a cafeteria. They were serving only one kind of sandwich, and it was really tasteless. The meat seemed like expired before a long time. However, it was disgusting, but we had to eat it because it was the only source that we could have food from.




We had not workers at school to clean the school so due to this reason the toilets were very dirty and full of sewage. For this reason students the neighborhood's toilets of our school. When there was a wind, the smell of the toilets were smelled over the school and interrupted everybody.

Wednesday 15 April 2009

Suicide Between Sin and Correct Behavior

This is a response to: "Every man... should have the right to kill himself if he chooses"

Under many circumstances, a man has the right to kill himself. Like someone cannot earn their own money, and they're disappointed to gain a happy life. That makes their life has no value to them. So why should they be a live while they cannot be a supporter for others? When he has no advantages, and he is just a problem to those who loves him. Sometimes, by killing yourself, you could rescue the life of other peoples. In the era of war, when someone gets shot or injured, there would not be a person to help them to not be arrested or get shot by their enemies. So what the fighter is doing either sacrifice for the sake of their companies. And also, when a person gets a serious disease that cannot be cured or it may leads to make a risky for their surroundings. Like AIDS, which has no cure and kills so many people each year.

On the other hand, I am against this statemnt. Due to the environment that I have been raised, religion had a great affect upon me. In our religion, when someone kills themselves it is just like killing another one without any reason. Our religion gave the government permission to kill anyone who wants to take the life of other people, such as criminals who does not care for other people's lives. I believe in my religion opinion more than others because I have been raised in this and makes me more comfortable.

All in all, life is full of options. You have to look for things that can serve you and people around you. Everyone can live once on the earth. Your life is in your hands. You have to choose how to live and die. Also, you have to know the rules of your religion, and you have to depend on them.