Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Congratulations!


Hi friends how are you
I miss you
I wanna congratulate every one has succeed in this year
I tell you congratulation friends I hope all the best for you
May Allah full your spirits by happiness goodness success
your friend !

hidaya zahraa labbaci

Friday, June 17, 2011

Maturity


The dictionary defines maturity as it is the progress of an ingénue from childhood to maturity . For me maturity gives the person the wisdom to choose the right from the wrong , the good from the bad prioritize thing in life.
Certain experiences can mark the beginning of maturity. In my own life, I lived several experiments which made me a mature girl . The first experiment when I was 15 years, it was the first time I had had engage. I didn't accept the idea at all due to my age, but by time I discovered that I passed the childhood period to mature period.
As Dr. Seuss said: adults are obsolete children. But in the other hand I refused the relationship, because I was aware that I'm still child, I cannot make an engagement relation, even I was satisfied that I really passed the childhood period.
The second one When I was 17 years, when I didn't get baccalaureate. It was as tragedy for me. I didn't accept the truth ; because I was have race level in study . I felt that time disappointed and deep wound. But in fact it made me mature when I discovered that life doesn't stop in that way and there are a lot of chances to catch up and I believed in that time that failure in study doesn't mean failure in life.
The last experiment happened In the last summer ,when I was coming back with my cousin to our town. In the road suddenly my cousin started to cough and suddenly she died !!!. It was as tragedy for me but I dealt with problem with maturity, I wasn't have no choice other than to be patient and strong and to call my father to take her to the hospital. But that time I really needed to some one to encourage me.
These experiences have changed my life forever. And I believe have marked my start to an adult life . I would not be the same person I am now, or have the same outlook on the world around me .There has been countless 
times when I have just realized " Wow I'm getting mature".

Hidaya Zahraa Labbaci

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

I love you ... my hasband



since I was child
I felt great feelings
toward you
since I was child
I felt in my seul
that " I love you"
still now I love you
cause you are my husband
cause we became one soul
in tow bodies
you are me and me I'm you
I like you my husband
my first love
and the last love
you can ask the sky
you can ask the floor
you can ask the trees
you can ask the stones
you can ask walls
how many I wrote
" I love you"
you can ask the birds
how many I sang
I love you
how many I said
I love you
still now I write, I sing, I say
I love you
I open my heart for you
set at it
I promise you
I never let you
my husband, my first love
and the last love
I love you
I cry every day for you
to swim in my tears
and feel how much
I love you
when you knock the door
I feel my heart
goes out
to open the door for you
my husband my beloved
and to tell you
I love you forever
I like you forever
my husband my first love
and the last love
open your heart for me
open your eyes
so you can see
what I did , what I do
and what I'll do for you
to make you feel glad
to make you fell happy
my first love
and the last love
I love you...forever


Hidaya Zahraa Labbaci

Mum....my love



Take this flower Mum
I bring it to you
I picked it from my heart
Mum! take it
smell it and smell it
you will smell the great love
which is in my heart for you
my love to you has nice smell
my flower to you has great smell
taste it, it is from my heart
it is too yummy
because it watered by my love
from sea of my love
I choosed it to you because of
your tender, your love
all the flowers for them aren't enough
Mum! my love

Hidaya Zahraa Labbaci

Monday, May 23, 2011

Racism

Having work is too hard nowadays, even the person who looks for it has certeficate and all the apportunities of working. But nowadays on the word and especially on the South Africa , they don't care for the certeficate and the level of the person and they don't care also for the capacities which are the gut things to have work. They are looking for some thing else such as the dynasty of that person and the color of his/her skin. So, white people on South Aferica are more lucky than the black people to get job.
John was a young man lived in S outh Aferica , he lived in small street with is family, they felt as kooks, even they lived in their town. John studied medecine, he got his certeficate with race grade and he was the best one in his college. He started looking for job.
One day, John got up early , he was too happy and ready to look for job. He wore his clothes and drunk his coffe and went into the hospital. Before he met the honcho, he waited a long time. John enterd the boss's office with big smile and said" good morning Mr. Steve . I'm John I studied medecine, I come here to look for job. This is my certeficate and these are some identification". The honcho stared at him and suddenly ; a white young man enterd the office in that time; he was having the same deploma with John, alsohe wanted to get job.
the boss started to discuss with the white man foregetting the blach man " John" .
John felt disappointed when the honcho told the white man that" It doesn't matter , just give as your papers and some I.D and you will start your work from tomorrow " . It was as disaster for John and he discoverd that thr black people are undiserable on that hospital. He got so bent and he blew out there .
Having certeficate isn't the gut thing which help to get gig on South Aferica. But the color of skin become the major thing to have it, otherwise; they will be unacceptable and undiserable on the work.

Hidaya Zahraa Labbaci

Thursday, May 19, 2011

sorry........goodbye


sorry
I have to tell you goodbye
that's the reality
what can I say?
please! don't ask me why?
because really I wanna tell you
goodbye
forever, goodbye
It's hard word
I'll say
don't blame me
It's beyond my will
don't ask me
because even me I don't know why
I'll tell you goodbye
look to me
don't cry
wipe your tears away
don't cry
keep your head high
I think you know
why ?
why I have tell you
goodbye
because I'll die
don't cry
that's the reality
that's the way
I'll tell you for the last time
goodbye
before I keep away
forgive me
if I did wrong with you
If I made you so bent
one day
forgive me
goodbye
written by:

Hidaya Zahraa Labbaci

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Good morning


Good morning
sunshine
good morning
dew drops
red roses
good morning
red cheeks
every morning
I play a melody
on a branch of the tree
dally birds
and they sing with me
clap with me
dance with me
chant with me
good morning
sunshine
good morning
dew drops
red roses
they dally with me
pretty baby
say with me
we love babies
their red cheeks
we love babies
their innocent smiles
they sing song
to all babies
it will be nice
if we see your smiling face
set together on same place.

Hidaya Zahraa Labbaci