Basic HTML Version
WINTER
2010
31
Elle est celle qui m’a porté 9 mois dans ses entrailles
La seule femme qui porte pour moi un amour sans faille
Celle qui m’a vu pleurer pour la première fois
Celle qui m’a couvée changer les couche
Couvert quand j’avais froid
Celle qui m’a vu faire mes premier pas
Celle qui a entendu le premier mot sortir de ma bouche Yemma
Aucune phrase ne peut définir une créature aussi belle
Son regard est plus étincelant qu’une étoile dans le ciel
Celle qui surgit tel un oasis dans le désert
Rien n’est plus confortable que le cœur d’une mère
La chaire de ma chaire
Celle qui est fière quand je réussi
Le paradis est à ces pieds, la combler sera ma réussite
Dire que je t’ais causé tant de traqua tant de soucis
Puisse Dieu pardonner ton fils Ommi
L’amour d’une mère l’ingratitude d’un enfant
Paraît que je connaitrais ta valeur que quand j’aurais des enfants
Princesse de se monde princesse de mon royaume
Gardienne de mon cœur garant de mon bonheur
T’y es forte est courageuse et tu marche fière
Rien n’est plus confortable que le cœur d’une mère
Princesse de se monde princesse de mon royaume
Gardienne de mon cœur garant de mon bonheur
T’y es forte est courageuse et tu marche fière
Rien n’est plus confortable que le cœur d’une mère
As sent by Talal to his mother on the night before his death
Talal Kassem, 17, was making his way
to school on October 19th when he was
run over by a speeding car. His death
sent waves of shock throughout the
school. On October 20th, IC observed a
day of mourning and closed its classes.
IC faculty and staff send their deepest
condolences to the Kassem family.
“He shall grow not old, as we that are left
grow old:
Age shall not weary him, nor the years
condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the
morning
We will remember him…”
Laurence Binyon
that desk, we remember him sitting, and smiling and
making us laugh in class. I hear my classmates say,
“He will be back; I cannot encounter the fact that he’s
gone”; “To believe that he had travelled is easier than
to believe that he had died”. We all feel that the class
is different without Talal. For two years, we lived as
a family, as siblings. We all became one. Even if we
faced some conflicts, they were the reason to get us all
closer together. And well, what can I say about Talal.
He took care of us, and we took care of him. Freddie
Mercury once said, “When you’re through with life
and all hope is lost, hold out your hand ‘cause friends
will be friends, right till the end”.This is not the end.
It is just our way of saying we will be there for each
other, and for Talal’s family. He’s our brother, and the
brotherhood bond is robust enough to endure all that
one can face, even the harshest ever, death.
Our sadness is unbearable. Nonetheless, our mourn-
ing must come to an end and must be forgotten. I’m
not saying we should move on from the memory, since
this memory is everlasting, we should simply move on
from our black days. We walked together following
Talal’s last steps and stopped at the place where he
passed away and surrendered his soul to eternity. We
promise to follow through his steps in life and con-
tinue his voyage, live the way he taught us to. Talal, we
miss you. Talal, we love you. We started our senior year
with your beautiful smile, and we will finish this year
making you proud of us, and cherishing the memory
of that smile on your handsome face.
This story has no end. We’re still writing it.
Nay Tabbara TES