It is hard so hard to utter any word ...I am speechless...I donot
know what to say ...your words are deeply effected me...you are so dear to me
...all of you are soooo dear to me...who says that muslims can not love and who
says that you are bad people...who says that we are terrorists...and who says
that you are monsters looking for power...that one is totally wrong...there must
be some people like you and Marilyn and me in this world,if there is then it
will be a great world...I am sure there is...
When we spoke the other day I was informed later that one of my
best friends was kidnapped (a mother of 3 boys) from her school in ALAMRYA...a
group of masked men came and asked about her by name ...she no one else...some
said she was kidnapped because her father (who was a military man) and some said
because her beauty and others said because she has a big mouth
and dare...she used to speek freely...roamers here and there and no one knows
My kidnapped cousin returend home today but his family gave 20,000
000 dinars in return.He was crying when he told me that inside the kidnappers'
house he heard childrens' crying who were kidnapped too but he could not see
them because his eyes were tightened and they were shouting and calling there
fathers and mothers in the other room all the time.
I am writing to you from the net caf'e and I am trying to hide my
sadness about all that because it is full with people (most of them are
Kiss Marilyn on behalf of me and tell her that I pray to see
her with good health and happiness.
Hello, thank you for the letter And I am sorry for late I was in BAghdad last
10 days and today we came back to Mosul.We were lucky that the road was good.
But of course I am tired now. Huh. I missed my bed, my computer Tomorrow
is a big day for me. I have to go to school and get my mid_examination's
marks. I am terrified; I am not ready not at
The driver who took us to Mosul didn't stop talking about Gas
and gasoline problems and about the price of meet. What happened to this guy? I
couldn't sleep and I had a headache beside that I don't know what happened to my
neck, I can't move it easy, It's hurt me a little.
what About you? how is
your collage? I hope you are doing great. Good luck Salam,
Sometimes people connect unexpectedly, and the connection becomes important.
Adele is a Peaceful Tomorrows member who lost her son, lost her son, Timothy, 34, a New York firefighter, at the World Trade Center on 9/11. Her friend is a journalist, and a humanitarian aid
worker. She is from Baghdad, Adele from New York.
They were both members of a
humanitarian delegation that met in Amman, Jordan a year ago. The Americans in
the delegation brough medical supplies, blankets and water purifiers to doctors
working with refugees in the camps outside Falluja. The friend had just come from
Falluja where she had been running between the camps and the city to help the
refugees. U.S. Army personnel assisted her in recovering civilians who had
stayed behind during the bombing. She is a young woman who has seen, up close
and personal, the ravages of war in all its horror.
This recent email from Baghdad to New York proves, again, that friendships and hope can continue even through the madness of occupation...