GrOuPnInEtEeN

Sep 6, 2006 at 15:14 o\clock

BACK

by: arab

Here we are again. We are back.

I and my friends, members of group nineteen, we have known many things since last time.

1. My father died last June.

2. War in Lebanon and Israeli offense in Gaza, where Siba (Lebanon) and Mohamed and Mahmoud (Gaza) are living.

3. Shaima and Samar are in the States now.

4. We will celebrate in few days our first met in the States.

I will keep you informed. stay in touch.

Yamen Of Tunisia

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Apr 25, 2006 at 19:33 o\clock

VOLUNTEERISM

by: arab

This pictures of the volunteer was taken during the last days of the World Summit on the Information Society WSIS Tunis 2005 after Geneva 2003.

I served with more than 1000 of volunteers: students, teachers, workers, doctors and companies' directors.

Place: the main Hall of Tunis Carthage International Airport

Mar 23, 2006 at 15:57 o\clock

SARA FROM IRAQ

by: arab

Finally, I heard from Sara.

Last Week, she called me from Iraq. Heraing her voice, I cried a lot.

She was asking about every persons. We discussed matters of Iraq & we remembered our lovely souvenirs left behind in the States.

May God protect her and all the Iraqi people.

Feb 26, 2006 at 12:04 o\clock

San Francisco Town Hall

by: arab

Feb 26, 2006 at 11:56 o\clock

SHAME ON YOU. WHERE ARE YOU FRIENDS?

by: arab

"Try To Remember"

Try to remember the kind of September
when life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
when grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
when you were a tender and callow fellow,
Try to remember and if you remember the follow.

Try to remember when life was so tender
that no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that
dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that
love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember and if you remember then follow.

Deep in December it's nice to remember
altho you know the snow will follow.
Deep in December it's nice to remember
without the hurt the heart is hollow.
Deep in December it's nice to remember
the fire of September that made us mellow.
Deep in December our hearts should remember and follow.