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  1. Mar 2022
    1. To translate a text is to enter into the most intimate relationship with it possible. It is the translator’s body, almost more so than the translator’s mind, that is the vessel of transfer. The mind equates words, expressions, deals with techniques and logistics; it is within the body that the real alchemy—mysterious, unnamed and inexplicable—takes place.

      Phrasing is crucially important and reflects pretty much the feelings of the writer. If phrasing was not that good, the author would not be able to capture our emotions and feelings. Nevertheless, if one do not have a good writing skill they may rely on visual to address peoples' emotions. That is why I am planning to use visual in my game. I believe visuals are more engaging and more captivating than words. Words leave audience to their imaginations and perceptions. So, if there is a scene that is described in writing, two people who have read the same article will have two different imagination to the scene based on the power of their imagination, culture, background and current mood while they are reading and too many things that will affect their imagination. Visuals on the other hand give audience the image as the author wish to convey it without too much effort and without leaving audience to their imagination.

    2. n Arabic, the root of the verb, to witness, is sh-h-d. Roots are important in Arabic. They are present, that is, known and recognizable, not obscure etymologies but immediate and close, giving life directly to all the words that bud and branch from them. From the three-letter root verb, you make the subject and the object, but also adjectives, adverbs and a whole host of other, more complex verbs, subjects and objects related to the first. Even these words—subject, verb, object—are more directly related in Arabic. Translated literally, the subject is the doer, the verb is the doing, the object the one it is done to. In English, a writer writes a book; a letter. In Arabic, al-katib yaktubu kitab; maktoob. All from the root k-t-b, to write.

      I really enjoyed this part. I love Arabic so much and I am so proud of being Arabic native speaker. I used to search for the roots of words ( kashf fel moagam) and it may sound easy and straightforward but in fact it is not that easy and not very direct to detect

    3. In the last few months, I’ve moved houses no less than 35 times. I have been threatened, beaten, strip-searched, thrown in prison, tortured and made to watch as my mother knelt weeping at the dirty feet of tribal leaders to beg for any information about my kidnapped father. I have waited at countless checkpoints, praying that no one finds the bread, the money, the schoolbooks, the chocolates I have hidden in my bag, on my body, trying to smuggle them through to people on the other side. I have buried seven husbands, three fiancés, fifteen sons and a two-week old daughter I finally agreed to have at 42 for my husband’s sake, to bring life back to his tongue after we laid our two grown, handsome sons to rest, one after the other, and grief took all his words away. Our daughter did not die because of a bullet or mortar shell or carbomb, like my father, sister, brother, cousin, mother, neighbor, pharmacist, teacher. She died because the siege had cut off not only our food and electricity, but also our medicine and medical supplies. There were no child-size incubators to be found in our city. My husband rushed her slowly asphyxiating body from one hospital to another until he finally found one in the next town over. He left her with the nurses there and came home at dawn, exhausted but joyful in his relief. In the afternoon he went back to bring her home, and was led away from the small pediatric ward and down to the morgue, where her perfect blue body lay among countless others they had not yet found place enough to bury. Her name was Fatma.

      It is really tragic but I like the way she started her article by grapping people's emotions and sympathy without telling any information about her and the name of the city and without mentioning the purpose of the article and what she will express later on. I find it interesting when she did not mention the name of the city at the very beginning and she kept focused on addressing the audiences' sympathy first. This reminds me of the reaction of the entire world nowadays towards the recent events in Ukraine which are absolutely heart breaking. Nevertheless, Palestine, Afghanistan, Iraqi, and endless list of countries have undergone the same situation for dozen of years and the media and also the world did not show as much interest as they show for Ukraine which is again very sad. I really hate this duality in standards. I would call it bias or prejudice. The reason why some people do not feel any shit towards Palestinian is that they are Arab and they are biased against Arab. Thus, I really like how she started her article and she focused on direct empathy to a human case regardless her nationality and identity because some people when they now that from the beginning, their prejudice might control them and they will start judging and making assumptions. Though the name of the Article include the women of Syria but that does not necessarily mean she will start her article writing about Syria or she herself is a Syrian. Maybe she is writing about other countries and want to reflect ion some events in her country. I don't know to be honest but I felt there might be a reason behind this tragic introduction that lack of details and focused on portraying some dramatic and sad events

  2. Feb 2022
    1. discomfort

      I do agree that disconformity is a very bad feeling and I experienced it a lot due to the dual existence different settings which at the beginning caused identity crises to me. I am from a middle class and AUC is notoriously known as a place for High class people. My friends or who I used to call them my friends started to shake me off because they started to make assumptions upon me They accused me of showing off and I went to AUC where rich people go and I talk like them and I became arrogant. Despite the fact that I could not adapt in AUC during my first year. I got a culture shock and I could not manage to make friends because the fact that I am a shy and introvert person and my old friends abounded me. I was stressed and traumatized. However, now I am so proud of myself because I managed to go through this. I am a better version of me who have more self appraisal to myself and seek to develop myself more and more. I am tiring to socialize and making good friends. The only and one advice I may give to anyone is that stop judging people according to their race, gender, religious, social class or anything else but their heart and their good actions. That is what I used to do. I was avoiding anyone because of the social class difference and I thought to myself that no one from a high class would like to be a friend with me, and I regret it. I regret this way of thinking and I lost lots of opportunities to make good friends because these thoughts. but I did a promise that I will not think that way again. so, whoever reads this, do yourself a favor and never try to think this way

    2. “Othering” is a term that not only encompasses the many expressions of prejudice on the basis of group identities, but we argue that it provides a clarifying frame that reveals a set of common processes and conditions that propagate group-based inequality and marginality. Although particular expressions of othering, such as racism or ethnocentrism, are often well recognized and richly studied, this broader phenomenon is inadequately recognized as such.

      I think this definition carries the same meaning of "Fictive Kinship", more or less. People who share the same identity, race, social class,... etc feel like they somehow are connected to each other. They will stand for each other against any encounter race and social class. Marginalized people experience this scenes of belonging even though they are not related by blood. Nevertheless, They share the same struggle and maybe the same social class and thus they experience the same pain. They subconsciously find themselves connected to each other and follow the same collective identity.

    3. 2015, a white supremacist walked into a black church in Charleston,

      I thought racial segregation was officially prohibited after the civil rights movement. I mean I know some consequences might exist but not to that extent to be honest.