I was watching Bush's speech today on the TV. It was interrupted by all but one channel when the top of the hour was reached. Evidently the timely start of the afternoon soap operas was more important to the networks than the words of the President of the United States. Perhaps they are tired of the same old lies.
I thought this noteworthy and called Wahid, a Baghdad teacher, to talk to him of this insult to the President. When I heard the tension in his voice I shut up and just listened...
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It is bad in the neighborhood. It is bad for 3 days now. My friend came to visit and then went home. He called me and told me his house was robbed. All the doors were broken. Many things were stolen. The neighbors told him that they saw many men carrying things. They think it was the National Guard, but who can know who they are?
The last 3 days were hot in my neighborhood, too. No one walks in the street. When I got to the internet cafe only 4 people were there. All are teachers trying to print their exams. (This is the week of exams, even though most schools have limited attendance.) We could not print them because the connection is so bad.
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Yesterday I was at school and someone told me "Your neighborhood is very hot." I called my sister at home and she told me that gunmen were in the neighborhood and they came to shoot randomly. You know today we are putting signs on houses. When someone is killed there is a sign, by the family, that the person was killed; by a bullet, or by a bomb, whatever, to let people will know. Today I went to get medicine and I saw there were 2 or 3 new signs. I saw one of a young man, I think 20 or so years. He is a friend of my younger brother. He was executed. He was using a cell phone when the shooters came. They beat him and then they killed him. Why is this?
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I have to tell you this. Yesterday, in the evening, I hid behind the washing machine to tease my little niece. I made the voice of a cat. She looked all over but could not find me. She said to her mother, "Mom, there is a dog making the voice of a cat!" I love her so much. She always...
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And then the call ended as abruptly as always. In the middle of a conversation. In the middle of an occupation that continues to take the lives of so many innocent civilians, and continues to crush the lives of those who live.
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