I am back!
April 18, 2013 at 9:07 pm | Posted in Algeira, Home and familly, I love, Intrests, Life, School, Working | 3 CommentsOh my god.
It was been ages, innit? I forgot my password (very intelligent of me, I know), got a sarcastic attitude, grew up (kind of), got engaged, left school, got addictions, made mistakes, cried a lot, laughed a lot, went through so much. you guys would never guess what’s been going on in my crazy life.
Curious? I started a new blog ages ago when I lost hope in getting this one back, so go check it out and catch up on my fabulous new me! http://www.hiwearewanderection.wordpress.com
ignore the name, okay. i haven’t come up with a decent one yet!
I’m not deleting this, but I won’t be updating it anymore, so just go follow my new blog which is basically the same as this: me blogging about my life and whatever is twirling around in my head!
I recently started another blog which is dedicated to helping mainly teenagers with the many issues they all struggle with today. I talk to people, give out advice and share inspiring stories about teenagers who have recovered. So would reallyyyyy appreciate if you could at least check it out? http://www.staystrongyall.blogspot.com
Thanks a billion guys! xo
Photos
August 20, 2011 at 10:46 pm | Posted in Algeira, Home and familly, I love, Intrests, Life, School, Videos and Photos | 2 Comments
Post out of pure boredom.
Moving to Algeria.
August 2, 2011 at 3:32 pm | Posted in Algeira, Babies, Home and familly, Islam, Life, My imagination., School, Working | 6 CommentsIt was August 2004, I was 8, all I remember was sitting in the car, at night, feeling all lovely & snuggled up, we had suitcases in the middle car seat, so I was isolated from my brother. We made a little gap in between the suitcases & started playing with our cards. :’)
Me, Hamza & Billal, moved before mum did. She was pregnant & wanted to give birth in the UK before moving, so we moved early to start school. We started school by joining the Saudi school, Abi hired a guy to drive us to and fro everday, because he was in the UK with my mum & two younger siblings.
I remember not being very popular there at first, so I was pretty unhappy, I soon settled in & made friends with the “popular girls” so everyone accepted me. I was a good pupil & got excellent marks, masha’allah.
Living with my grandparents was no easy deal. In Ramadan, we weren’t fed, even if I fasted, they wouldn’t believe I did so I didn’t get food in time. Before my dad left, he made the mistake of his life, he told my grandparents that we love Pasta, so if they didn’t know what to cook, just make us some Pasta. We lived on plain Pasta for three months. We hated the milk (We drank a lot of it in England), it was so gross, my poor dad had to buy us this special milk that was okay.
We also had this neighbour that would take us to the mosque & teach us Quran. I absolutely hated it! I didn’t like her, nor did I like doing Quran in the mosque with other girls. During Tarawih, she dragged me to the Mosque everyday & I ended up being put with all the other little girls in a room, hot, bored & as annoyed as ever! As I’m writing this, I’m getting more & more memories on moving here!
I blame her for being afraid of the mosque & not wanting to pray Tarwih. I am literally afraid of the Mosque. Once, on a friday, we were sitting listening to the talk & a plane flew too low, the earth shaked furiously, I was terrified, People were screaming, running outside, some fainted, I was so afraid, I had no idea what to do, I tried to run & get out of there, but she pulled me down with her and was hugging me & saying her Shahada, I was crying terrified & the imam didn’t stop the Khutba. Ever since, I hear a car drive by & I panick.
I remember sitting on the stairs in my grandparents miserable house, crying my eyes out wishing my mum would hurry up & get here.
Finally, one afternoon, the phone rang one day & my grandma told me she had given birth to my brother, Omar. I don’t know what got into me, but I ran outside, climbed a tree & bawled my eyes out. I hated him. Until today, I still do. Mum says I blame everything I went through there on him without realising it. As much as I try to love him, I just can’t.
Alhamdulileh, it all ended when I remember running down the stairs and as I walked outside I bumped into my little brother, Abdullah and behind him I saw Sumaya, mum, dad & the baby. I was SO happy.
We moved home the night before Eid Ul Adha. Yes, believe it or not. Our whole huge family came with us. It was crazy! Mum had to go through the bags to find plates, spoons, bowls… We slaughtered the sheep the next day with everyone. Eid was pretty fun, esp I was little so I didn’t do much. Mum probably was very stressed out, miskeena!
That’s all I remember of moving to Algeria, a crazy experience. Though afterwards I moved into a local school & life was good again, alhamdulileh!
A British teenager in Algeria.
July 31, 2011 at 2:39 pm | Posted in Algeira, Intrests, Islam, Life, My imagination., School, Videos and Photos | 15 CommentsBeing a British teenager in Algeria is not at all something you’d want to go through. Algerian teenagers do get that sense of wanting to look nice all the time, they start being all trendy and fashionable, but they all focus on the same thing: Marriage & house work. Its like who can cook more, can you make cakes? Can you cook lots of different sorts off food? Do you clean? When British teenagers are all about fashion, music, hormones, going out and enjoying life. Algerian teenagers probably go through that too, but parents don’t seem to be aware of that! So not much attention is paid to that. They treat girls like house wives, practising to become a good stay-at-home wife. It is really annoying for me, when my dad keeps on saying “You’ve grown up so much! You’ll soon be married!” It’s so awkward and I just feel like telling him to Shut the hell up! By the time girls reach 16-17 they’ll start getting marriage propsals. I am dreading that because I won’t hear the end of it! I got my first one when I turned 14. My dad said I was too young, but I guess he felt a sense of pride & told like all our family & he wasn’t planning on telling me if my mum hadn’t! Then my brothers heard of it & they tend to tease me sometimes. It’s so awkward. I feel like walking outside with a sign saying “Too young for marriage.” or something like that!
When it comes to socialising, it’s…. Let me just say it depends. I can be very Algerian with Algerian girls & English with non-Algerian girls. Algerians focus a lot on gossiping, food, marriage, critising people for what they do/wear & talk about their crushes. It’s so annoying to me. Being the crazy, wild person I am, I tend to randomly shout in the middle of a group of girls “Shut up! Talk about something good, why do we gossip all the time?” Even my aunts and cousins have their own “secrets” I feel very left out when they are whispering & they even can read eachothers lips. I would love to fit in but my dad doesn’t like it because he doesn’t want me to be badly influenced in anyway. So, to be honest, I don’t have any Algerian I can call my “Best friend” or a good “friend”, just school girls. Even though I adore my school friend, you can never trust people, just in case. We talk alot & we keep eachothers secrets but at a special point.
I would LOVE to be an English teenager & go out with friends & stuff like that. It would be so fun. But, unfortunately, haram. So, I stick to my few half Algerian, half British/American friends. We don’t get to see eachother often as we don’t live very close & it’s hard to get them to come when a meeting or something is organised.
Recently, I have been chilling on the terrace wall, almost five floors high from the ground, chatting to my neighbours. It’s so fun, but, being bored young girls, they come like every five minutes begging me to go up to the terrace & talk to them, and I end up thinkng of excuses not to go because I don’t like hurting people & just saying “No, I don’t want to.” But, it’s the only way to talk to someone, even they just chatter about their lives, I just sit their laughing & nodding or shaking my head. They can be entertaining when I’m in the mood to listen. LOL. Yet, again, I can’t trust them cuz they seem to tell eachother everything that happens here & it’s a sign that you can’t trust them.
I have a great time talking to people online though :D. I know so many amazing people that I’m hoping to see/meet soon 😀 ♥
Alhamdulileh!
The Future.
July 30, 2011 at 3:19 pm | Posted in Algeira, Babies, Intrests, Islam, Life, My imagination., School, Videos and Photos, Working | 11 Comments Quite recently, I have been constantly thinking about my future. Will I live to see it? Will my dreams come true? Or will I end up like a typical Algerian woman, married, serving an Algerian husband? Only the future will answer these questions.
I’ve been enchanted by dancing, it’s such a beautiful, artistic way of expressing yourself or simply moving to the melody or the beat. It can be so elegant and graceful, yet wild and fierce. If I wasn’t a Muslim, I would’ve probably begged my parents to let me take dancing lessons. But, it’s haram (forbidden in Islam), so I gave up on that.
Coming to my future, I don’t want to get married. The idea of loving someone who loves you back, being there for eachother & just having someone always there is really sweet. But marriage means children, children means responsabilties… Lots of them! I seriously don’t want to work so hard on having a proffesional career, then becoming a mum & having to stay at home to statisy my husband & children’s needs. I believe that a person can be perfectly happy single, surrounded by friends & family. I love children, and the idea of being a mummy is really sweet (Uthman, my baby brother & Auntie Kat’s son, Zaki, inspired that!), so I might adopt a couple of children & do my best to be the perfect mummy one day!
Speaking of a career, I want to be a doctor. A Paediatrician or a Psychologist. Right now, I’m trying to decide which one to go for, but I have at least 5 years to make that decision! So, I’ll just focus on reaching medical school & not just floating through school & end up not knowing much. Next year, I have my GCSE’s, so I’ll focus on getting top marks for that & making my family proud, insha’allah. (Congratulations to my dear friend Assiya for passing hers this year, masha’allah! Proud of you 🙂 )
But, what freaks me out is the fact that I don’t want to live in Algeria & work here. I want to go to the UK and work there. I want to experience life out there, I don’t care how bad it can get, I want to try it out.
Learning here is in Arabic (obviously), so if I work there I’ll have to probably take a test to become a qualified Doctor in England in English. I just hope the education here is good & up to standard cuz I might die if I find out I’ll have to take courses & stuff! But, we’ll see what the Future brings, insha’allah.
So, insha’allah, some of my dreams will come true & I’ll live life the way I wanted and always dreamed of living. And not just end up like most young women do here, throwing away their education just to get married. I’m not critising! Everyone lives life the way they want it, so I respect their decisions even though it’s not a life I’d choose for myself.
Until next time, insha’allah! 😀 ♥
Almost a Year!
July 28, 2011 at 10:00 pm | Posted in Algeira, Holidays, Home and familly, Intrests, Life, Pets, School, Videos and Photos, Working | 10 CommentsYes, can you believe it? It’s been almost a whole year since I previously blogged. Time sure flies by!
This year has been quite eventful yet pretty boring.
After Eid, we went back to school as usual, me joining year 9. I finally understood why I’ve seen my cousins & older friends complain SO much about how hard school was at this point. Especially in Maths! Counting all these letters & finding the X. It took me two terms to get the hang of it! Our whole class got disgraceful marks. It was so awkward. Apart from finally learning how to do these awfully complicated sums, I learnt not to cry if I got under 10/20 – LOL. I think most of our class did. Haha. But by the third term, I got my good marks, Alhamdulileh! 😀
I’ve probably changed so much this year, not really this innocent little girl anymore. Learnt so much more things. I’ve developed some obsessions, had fights & arguments, broke up with friends, made new ones, smiled, laughed, cried, grew up & finally lost weight. So much that all my clothes are loose. Mainly from starving myself – LOL. I know, I know, not healthy! But I can’t really help it, tbh! Our cat passed away too, he was taken away & gassed to death 😦 we got another kitten that was SO annoying, my uncle got rid of it cuz it kept pooping in the Shop – LOL. 
My amazing Grandparents came from the UK, it was SO good to see them, but very sad to see my grandma being ill even though they don’t look any different, masha’allah! We had so much fun with them. I hope we get to see them again very soon, I miss them loads! 
So, yeah! Preparing for Ramadan and other happenings insha’allah! So, until next time (Soon I hope!)
The school party.
April 25, 2010 at 7:30 pm | Posted in Algeira, Celebrations, Crafts, I love, Intrests, Life, My imagination., School, Videos and Photos, Working | 8 CommentsIn Algeria, the 16th, April. Is the day of Knowledge.
We got a new headmistress in school. She is really strict and organized masha’allah. She has improved our school greatly, like getting presents for pupils, organizing competitions, plays…ect.
This year, for the day of Knowledge, she decided to organize a party.
There was going to be plays, musical songs, Quran reading, sport competitions with real cups and medals to the three top winners, and presentation of the pupils work during the year. Also, the pupils with 17+ in their reports would get presents.
It was a wonderful party, and I really enjoyed getting ready for it ;)!
I was really happy to see my french projects up for presentations with the best school work! Also some of my embroidery, and a magazine I was doing.
My brother read Quran masha’allah, at the begining.
After that, the musical instruments appeared with their players and singers. They sang wonderful songs.
Then some year 4 studiing competitions. It was a shame, my friend lost. They where all very tearful, and I really felt sorry for them :(.
After that there was the wonderful play about Palestine, so beautifully, written and acted. It brought tears to all the grown ups including me. It was wonderful.
Then all of the excelent pupils where called up, and gave their presents.
Now, enough typing and will leave you to enjoy some pictures.
Enjoy!!
02.03.2010 Welcome March!
March 2, 2010 at 6:20 pm | Posted in Algeira, CAN Africa Cup of Nations, Celebrations, Football, Holidays, Home and familly, Intrests, Islam, Life, My imagination., School, Working, World Cup | Leave a commentWelcome March!! The month I was waiting for after the Africa Cup of Nations ended. Haha!! I might have got you wondering, hmmm, what is special about March? Well, for me, March is a very special month, (only this year, so dont think its an every year tradition or something, lol). Tomorrow, oh probably one of the best days this year, well no, not actually, because there is still the World Cup, and 2010 Africa Cup qualifications! Anyway…where were we? Oh, yeah! Tomorrow, Algeria is going to play Serbia, in Algeria, 5 Juliet stadium, in preperation for the World Cup. And, England is going to play Egypt, oh I can’t wait! Its going to be so fun, living all the football excitment again, but its a shame just for one day, but still! A football full talk day! Yay! Does anyone know what time the match is on though? I cant find it anywhere, not even in the papers, and our satelite is a bit mad, so I cant see what time… AH! Its so fustrating….
We FINALLY finished our exams, alhamdulileh!! And I have done quite well masha’allah, with looking at the other pupils resaults, thats what I have so far:
         ~1~ Arabic: 15.5/20, the highest mark in class :D!
        ~2~ French: 16/20, did everything right.. so I dont know where my points disappeared to.
        ~3~ Islamic Studies, 13.5/20 :(, not very good seenthough I learned my lessons quite well.
   Thats all for know! Hope the next ones are MUCH better :)!Â
Dont get confused when coming to my blog – about the changes I mean – I am constantly fixing this blog, until it is how I exactly like, which means, it could take forever! My blog header, is a picture of me when I was about 2 or 3 yearrs old! If you have any tips about fixing your blogs and improving it, plz let me know VIA comments :). Also, I want my blogroll a bit more full. So plz, just tell me if I can add yours PLZ :)!
Mum has kindly photocopied us some Islamic work sheets to do. And, I have to go to do them onto my brand new exercise book :). I love filling up exercise books, hehe ;)!
See ya x
03.02.2010
February 3, 2010 at 11:44 am | Posted in Algeira, CAN Africa Cup of Nations, Football, Home and familly, Life, My imagination., School, Videos and Photos | 3 CommentsAssalamo alikum,
It feels like ages since I last came on this blog! I have decided to continue blogging, after all I love looking at pictures and reading my first blog posts, it bring backs lots of memories masha’allah!
After the exciting Africa Cup of Nations, I can finally settle down back to normal, and concentrate on my life, working, helping my mum, studying, helping people, and blogging ;)!
Time has passed so fast, and already, we are one month into 2010! Time is flying by, and soon, I’ll be an old woman insha’allah ;)!
I’m sure, if you live in Algeria, you would have heard all about the football fever, subhanallah, this football has made us all like one big familly masha’allah! After this football experience, my love to Algeria has grown tremendously, and now masha’allah, I forgot all of my other nationalities, and wish I was 100% Algerian! I have a great love to my country, and willing to defend it with all my life, and I’m proud to be a bit Algerian, and live in Algeria. Even though some people are afraid of Algeria, thinking we are terrorists – but infact, Algerians have the best heart in the world, they love helping others, and are very kind, I love them all! Even this football has left such a sad effect on me after the big horrid loose against Egypt, 4-0 though it was more like that the refere Kofi Kojya won the game ;)! Insha’allah all of this will make us stronger for the world cup, I cant wait for it, nor for the friendly match which is exactly one month away, 03-03-2010, against Serbia.
Best picture ever masha’allah!
Football mad ;)!
Uthman, my baby brother, is growing up so fast masha’allah! He is a lovely cheeky monkey! He claps and dances at any slightest music sound, he clicks his tongue and pretends to dance, I feel like eating him all up, lol!
The hat mum made for him x
Thats enough for today, need to get ready for school insha’allah! Please leave a comment ;)!
Fiamanillah, theflowerofjannah (batoul)
CAN the Africa Cup of Nations
January 18, 2010 at 12:50 pm | Posted in Algeira, CAN Africa Cup of Nations, Football, Intrests, Life, My imagination., School, Uncategorized, Working | Leave a commentAssalamo alikum,
I havent been on here for ages! It feels like it any way lol!! I have been watching the football, the African Cup Of Nations. It is such a surprising year this year! Weak teams win strong teams. You never know what will happen.
Our group, Group A. Is a very tight group, and with one match left for each team, nothing is certain of who will go through, unlike other groups. I am looking forward to the match, at 5:00 Angola/Algeria time. 4:00PM UK and France time.
It will be a very hard match against Angola. Especially as they are playing it their country. But Insha’allah, we can win, and go through to the next round!
Abi, has opened his shop this morning, it is so fun, I love the way everyone goes in to buy something, just out of curiosity, and I am hoping it will go in success!
We are doing exams, and learning quran. Which means a busy kind of life, masha’allah. I really hope to get riding soon insha’allah!Â
Now, I have to go and pray, and let my blooming brother on the PC.
Fiamanillah!!
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