“فعاليات ذكرى النكبة 64 بعنوان “فلسطين راجعة The Nakba 64 Event “Falasteen Raj3a”

بمبادرة من ” مجموعة سنبلة الشبابية” ستنظم فعاليات فنية وثقافية لإحياء الذكرى الرابعة والستين للنكبة الفلسطينية، بين الحادي عشر والتاسع عشرمن أيار/مايو الحالي، وذلك بسلسلة فعاليات في عدة مدن فلسطينية: نابلس، وبيرزيت/رام الله، وجنين

وتتضمن الفعاليات عرض موسيقي بمشاركة مقاطعة (رام الله) ودار القنديل (طولكرم)  في بيرزيت/رام الله (مدرسة سيرك فلسطين / 15 أيار، السابعة مساء). ومن عمان، ثلاث ورشات لرقص الهيب-هوب يقدمها الراقص مكسيم عياد؛ في نابلس (مخيم بلاطة/ 11-13 أيار) وفي بيرزيت/رام الله (مدرسة سيرك فلسطين/ 14-16 أيار) وفي جنين (مخيم جنين، مسرح الحرية/17-19 أيار)

وتهدف الفعاليات إلى تأكيد حق اللاجئين الفلسطينيين في العودة إلى أرضهم، من خلال التعبير الفني والرقصي والغنائي الذي أبدعه الشباب الفلسطينين

The Nakba 64 cultural event (Falasteen Raj3a) is an initiative came up by a group of young Palestinian activists called (Sunbula Youth Group). The event activities will be started from 11-19 May and will be conducted in three cities (Birzeit, Nablus, Jenin). Our goal is to provide a social network that allows young Palestinian to become more actively engaged in their communities through cultural and art activities and present their Palestinian identity.

Activities:
1- Joint cultural event Boikutt (Ramallah), Dar Qindeel (Tulkarem)
Location: Birzeit, The Palestinian Circus School
Date: 15-5-2012
Time: 7:00pm
2- Three Hip-Hop Dancing Workshops in the Palestinian refugee camps
Conducted by Maxeem Ayyad
Date and location:
11-13 May Nablus
14-16 May Ramallah
17-19 May Jenin
In each city will conduct 3 days workshop for young people from : Jenin refugee camp, Jalazoun refugee camp, Al Amari camp, Qadora refugee camp and Balata Refugee camp

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What I will be without your Hip Hop Drum

I will Dance
to your hip-hop drum. I will
lend my soul and bones to your war drum.
I will
dance to your beating. I know that beat.
It is sensible. I know
intimately that skin you are hitting. It
was alive once hunted stolen stretched. But I will dance to your drummed
up war. I will dance with you because everyone is
dancing. Life is a right not collateral or casual. I
will not forget where we came from. I
will craft my own drum. Gather my beloved
near and our chanting will be dancing. Our
humming will be drumming. I
will lend my name and my rhythem to your beat, I will dance
and resist and dance and
persist and dance. This heartbeat is louder than death. Your hip-hop drum is louder than this breath.

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بركات يومية : روحانيات وثوريات

سلام عليكم وعلى الاجمعيين الروحانيين، سلام الله هو كل ما في الكون ليجعلنا جزء من روحه ومحبته
حينما نفقد سلامنا نفقد هويتنا وقوميتنا ، نحن لنا الإرادة في قيام التغيير الروحي والثوري نحن بحاجة لنعرف هويتنا نحو هذا التغيير
الايثار بحد ذاته أسمى ما ترقى فيه الانسانية، لابد لنا ان لا ننسى المحبة التي اعطيت لنا فنحن ولدنا بالفطرة للتغيير
موطننا ليس الارض وانما موطننا الحياة الأنسانية الروحية لتقديم كل ما نستطيع لخدمة الاخرين
هذه الخدمة تذكرني بالحياة الرومانية، حينما الانسان يصل الى مرحلة الرشد يلبس الألوان الملونة للخدمة وهذا يعني باننا لنا واجبات نحو خدمة شعبنا ومجتمعنا
كلنا نحمل هوية واحدة متمثلة بالاستعدادية ومساعدة الآخرين
تذكروا محبتكم نابغة من قدسيتكم الانسانية نحو اللاكونية ونحو الثورية حينها يتمجد عطائكم بالبركات والانتصارات

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أرضنا مش للبيع

بالاحضان بالاحضان

بالاحضان يا بلادنا يا حلوة الاحضان

في ميعادك يتجمعوا ابنائك

يا ارضنا وتعود اعيادك

والغائب لا يستطيع فراقك

نرجع نأخذك بالاحضان

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البقاء في ذكرى النكبة

سأظل أحفر اسم فلسطين واسم طفلي وحبيبي وأنا أناضل

في الأرض في الجدران في الأبواب في شرف المنازل

في هيكل العذراء في المحراب في طرق المزارع

في كل مرتفعٍ ومنحدر ومنعطف وشارع

في سجن في زنزانة التعذيب في عود المشانق

رغم السلاسل رغم نسف الدور رغم لظى الحرائق

سأظل أحفر اسمهم حتى أراهم

يمتد في الملأ الاعلى ويكبر

ويظل يكبر

ويظل يكبر

حتى يغطي كل شبر في ثراه

حتى أرى الحرية الحمراء تفتح كل باب

والليل يهرب والضياء يدك أعمدة الضباب

حريتي !

حريتي

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An Arab woman Gazes into the Mirror of the Middle East Expedition and Volunteerism

The culture of volunteering is essential in the Middle East (ME), as it is in any civilization, and should be at the center of social practice at the regional level. Yet, should one take a closer look, it becomes evident that volunteerism has not been as active in the ME as it should. In the past, within Middle Eastern constructs of volunteerism and culture, Arab youth, and Arab women in particular, have faced many obstacles to engagement within their society.  Many Arab young females were unable to volunteer, being restricted by their families, who were concerned for their safety or fearful of people’s judgment. Such a lack of opportunity for youth, combined with an increasing number of youth in the region who are seeking to participate in their societies, has resulted in increasing social tensions.

Within this context, my past and current involvement in volunteerism was molded. Among the most significant experiences has been in Jordan when I joined the Middle East Expedition Project (MEXP). MEXP is an innovative program designed to encourage volunteerism and to mobilize young people to help their societies in Syria, Jordan, and Lebanon. The project aims to engage young people through volunteerism and local community action by mobilizing community volunteers (mainly young men and women from the target areas, aged 16 to 30 years). The initial strategy was to take a bus filled with 100 creative, curious and enthusiastic young people from Jordan, Lebanon, Syria and Denmark and travel throughout the ME for three weeks in the summer of 2010 for the purpose of conducting projects they have designed with the local communities they meet on the way.

My participation in MEXP involves helping the participants develop their projects. One tremendous opportunity was working with MEXP’s International Workshop (IW). I had the chance to meet all the regional teams in order to support them as they developed their projects. As the coordinator, I sought to ensure that these participants were aware of the meaning of volunteerism and its connection with the core elements of MEXP: creative civic engagement, youth-to-youth dialogue and cultural exchange, and female participation.  I was surprised and thrilled to find that most of the national participants were female. These young women inspired me, as they demonstrated their commitment to enact the four pillars of MEXP and their readiness to support their communities.  While facilitating my session in the IW, I was also able to encourage and observe the development of support networks, as students were introduced to one another and worked together as a team. Such interaction among these groups created a strong sense of trust, commitment, and responsibility, which I believe are vital elements for empowering them to become active members in civil society organizations and their respective communities.

Embedded in the MEXP participants’ narratives as volunteers and as members of their communities are MEXP’s core values of cultural integration, youth engagement, and decision making. As an Arab woman, I foresee that MEXP will contribute to an understanding that acknowledges the vital role of young people in making decisions, building partnerships, increasing gender equality, and building their own capacity as humanitarian actors to deal with issues that concern them and the society at large.

Gazing my eyes over MEXP, I am able to catch a future vision that promotes youth volunteerism, primarily through empowering decision making. It also enhances the culture of youth civic engagement and strengthens their capacity to enact change.

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Sedo (Grandfather) Remembering you

In the anniversary of Mother’s Day, my memory captured a person who has had a strong effect in my life, and he was my grandfather. Unfortunately, he passed away seven years ago. I remembered that the last time I met him was in our house in Ramallah. He came to my house to eat the lunch. I felt at that time that there was something wrong will happen to him. Suddenly, he told me in briefly “my lovely granddaughter, take care of your family and be yourself”. Then after two days, the hospital called me and said that my grandfather had a heart attack and he passed away. I felt overwhelmed with sadness and I said “oh my god what I am going to do without him, he is my life”.

I grew up in Jordan and I stayed with my family. My mother’s parents passed away before I born. But my father’s parents were still alive. Right now, they are living in Palestine. My grandfather was always visiting us each summer when we were in Amman. He was about 62 years old, thin. I always liked his Palestinian tradition clothing such as Hatta (white well known Arabic piece of cloth striped in black) and Eqal which is black in color, circle the Hatta around the top of the head. Moreover, he wore Qumbaz and Sirwal which are long white pants that are often very wide from the thigh bone down and up very narrow by the ankle.

One the other hand, my grandfather was a poet. He wrote many poems like home, children, and nature. Besides, He was singer and playing Al-Rababah (popular string instrument widely known in various parts of Palestine). He used to perform in many traditional festivals either in villages or cities in Palestine. I really enjoyed watching and listening to his performance.

My grandfather had a big impact at my life. He taught me many things especially how to play El- Rababah and how to write poems. Besides, he was always able to listen to me when I need him. He shared with me his experiences so I could learn from it. He was a wise man and he taught me that the life is always full with hope and we should fight for justice. I truly believed that my grandfather was the most important person to me. His presence still in my image, I’ll never forget him because his life was for me as a treasure and it enrich me with passion and dignity. Now I am following my grandfather advices. He is my hero and my lovely fan artist. I really miss him and I always will.

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