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Nov 18, 2008 0:36:43 GMT -5
Post by drsobhy on Nov 18, 2008 0:36:43 GMT -5
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. Ýí ÞÏíã ÇáÒãÇä ... ßÇä åäÇß ÔÌÑÉ ÊÝÇÍ ÖÎãÉ ... A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. æ ßÇä åäÇß ØÝá ÕÛíÑ íáÚÈ Íæá åÐå ÇáÔÌÑÉ ßá íæã .. He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow... ßÇä íÊÓáÞ ÃÛÕÇä ÇáÔÌÑÉ æíÃßá ãä ËãÇÑåÇ ... Ëã íÛÝæ ÞáíáÇ áíäÇã Ýí ÙáåÇ ... He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. ßÇä íÍÈ ÇáÔÌÑÉ æßÇäÊ ÇáÔÌÑÉ ÊÍÈ Ãä ÊáÚÈ ãÚå ... Time went by...the little boy had grown up, ãÑ ÇáÒãä... æßÈÑ ÇáØÝá... And he no longer played around the tree every day. æÃÕÈÍ áÇ íáÚÈ Íæá ÇáÔÌÑÉ ßá íæã... One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. Ýí íæã ãä ÇáÃíÇã ... ÑÌÚ ÇáÕÈí æßÇä ÍÒíäÇ! "Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy. ÝÞÇáÊ áå ÇáÔÌÑÉ: ÊÚÇá æÇáÚÈ ãÚí .. "I am no longer a kid, I do not play around trees any more" The boy replied. ÝÃÌÇÈåÇ ÇáæáÏ: áã ÃÚÏ ÕÛíÑÇ áÃáÚÈ Íæáß... "I want toys. I need money to buy them." ÃäÇ ÃÑíÏ ÈÚÖ ÇááÚÈ æÃÍÊÇÌ ÈÚÖ ÇáäÞæÏ áÔÑÇÆåÇ... "Sorry, but I do not have money... ÝÃÌÇÈÊå ÇáÔÌÑÉ: ÃäÇ áÇ íæÌÏ ãÚí äÞæÏ!!! But you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money. æáßä íãßäß Ãä ÊÃÎÐ ßá ÇáÊÝÇÍ ÇáÐí áÏí áÊÈíÚå Ëã ÊÍÕá Úáì ÇáäÞæÏ ÇáÊí ÊÑíÏåÇ... " The boy was so excited. ÇáæáÏ ßÇä ÓÚíÏÇ ááÛÇíÉ... He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. ÝÊÓáÞ ÇáÔÌÑÉ æÌãÚ ßá ËãÇÑ ÇáÊÝÇÍ ÇáÊí ÚáíåÇ æÛÇÏÑ ÓÚíÏÇ ... The boy never came back after he picked the apples. áã íÚÏ ÇáæáÏ ÈÚÏåÇ ... The tree was sad. ÝÃÕÈÍÊ ÇáÔÌÑÉ ÍÒíäÉ ... One day, the boy who now turned into a man returned æÐÇÊ íæã ÚÇÏ ÇáæáÏ æáßäå ÃÕÈÍ ÑÌáÇ...!!! And the tree was excited "Come and play with me" the tree said. ßÇäÊ ÇáÔÌÑÉ Ýí ãäÊåì ÇáÓÚÇÏÉ áÚæÏÊå æÞÇáÊ áå: ÊÚÇá æÇáÚÈ ãÚí... "I do not have time to play. I have to work for my family. æáßäå ÃÌÇÈåÇ: áÇ íæÌÏ æÞÊ áÏí ááÚÈ .. ÝÞÏ ÃÕÈÍÊ ÑÌáÇ ãÓÆæáÇ Úä ÚÇÆáÉ... We need a house for shelter. æäÍÊÇÌ áÈíÊ íÃæíäÇ... Can you help me? åá íãßäß ãÓÇÚÏÊí ¿ " Sorry", ÂÓÝÉ!! I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches To build your house. ÝÃäÇ áíÓ ÚäÏí ÈíÊ æáßä íãßäß Ãä ÊÃÎÐ ÌãíÚ ÃÛÕÇäí áÊÈäí ÈåÇ ÈíÊÇ áß... " So the man cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. ÝÃÎÐ ÇáÑÌá ßá ÇáÃÛÕÇä æÛÇÏÑ æåæ ÓÚíÏ... The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since then. ßÇäÊ ÇáÔÌÑÉ ãÓÑæÑÉ áÑÄíÊå ÓÚíÏÇ... áßä ÇáÑÌá áã íÚÏ ÅáíåÇ ... The tree was again lonely and sad. ÝÃÕÈÍÊ ÇáÔÌÑÉ æÍíÏÉ æ ÍÒíäÉ ãÑÉ ÃÎÑì... One hot summer day, æÝí íæã ÍÇÑ ãä ÇíÇã ÇáÕíÝ... The man returned and the tree was delighted. ÚÇÏ ÇáÑÌá.. æßÇäÊ ÇáÔÌÑÉ Ýí ãäÊåì ÇáÓÚÇÏÉ.. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. ÝÞÇáÊ áå ÇáÔÌÑÉ: ÊÚÇá æÇáÚÈ ãÚí... "I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. ÝÞÇá áåÇ ÇáÑÌá áÞÏ ÊÞÏãÊ Ýí ÇáÓä.. æÃÑíÏ Ãä ÃÈÍÑ áÃí ãßÇä áÃÑÊÇÍ... "Can you give me a boat?" "Said the man". ÝÞÇá áåÇ ÇáÑÌá: åá íãßäß ÅÚØÇÆí ãÑßÈÇ.. "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy. ÝÃÌÇÈÊå: ÎÐ ÌÐÚí áÈäÇÁ ãÑßÈ... æÈÚÏåÇ íãßäß Ãä ÊÈÍÑ Èå ÈÚíÏÇ ... æÊßæä ÓÚíÏÇ... " So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat. ÝÞØÚ ÇáÑÌá ÌÐÚ ÇáÔÌÑÉ æÕäÚ ãÑßÈÇ!! He went sailing and never showed up for a long time. ÝÓÇÝÑ ãÈÍÑÇ æáã íÚÏ áãÏÉ ØæíáÉ.. Finally, the man returned after many years. ÃÎíÑÇ ÚÇÏ ÇáÑÌá ÈÚÏ ÛíÇÈ Øæíá ....... "Sorry, my boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore. æáßä ÇáÔÌÑÉ ÞÇáÊ áå: ÂÓÝÉ íÇ Èäí.. áã íÚÏ ÚäÏí Ãí ÔÆ ÃÚØíå áß.. No more apples for you... " The tree said". æÞÇáÊ áå: áÇ íæÌÏ ÊÝÇÍ... "No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite " The man replied. ÞÇá áåÇ: áÇ Úáíß áã íÚÏ ÚäÏí Ãí ÃÓäÇä áÃÞÖãåÇ ÈåÇ... "No more trunk for you to climb on" áã íÚÏ ÚäÏí ÌÐÚ áÊÊÓáÞå.. "I am too old for that now" the man said. ÝÃÌÇÈåÇ ÇáÑÌá áÞÏ ÃÕÈÍÊ ÚÌæÒÇ æáÇ ÃÓÊØíÚ ÇáÞíÇã ÈÐáß!! "I really cannot give you anything... ÞÇáÊ: ÃäÇ ÝÚáÇ áÇ íæÌÏ áÏí ãÇ ÃÚØíå áß... The only thing left is my dying root," The tree said with tears. ÞÇáÊ æåí ÊÈßí.. ßá ãÇ ÊÈÞì áÏí ÌÐæÑ ãíÊÉ... "I do not need much now, just a place to rest. ÝÃÌÇÈåÇ: ßá ãÇ ÃÍÊÇÌå ÇáÂä åæ ãßÇä áÃÓÊÑíÍ Ýíå.. I am tired after all these years" the man replied. ÝÃäÇ ãÊÚÈ ÈÚÏ ßá åÐå ÇáÓäíä... "Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest, ÝÃÌÇÈÊå: ÌÐæÑ ÇáÔÌÑÉ ÇáÚÌæÒ åí ÃäÓÈ ãßÇä áß ááÑÇÍÉ... Come, come sit down with me and rest. ÊÚÇá ... ÊÚÇá æÇÌáÓ ãÚí áÊÓÊÑíÍ ... " The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears... ÌáÓ ÇáÑÌá ÅáíåÇ.. ßÇäÊ ÇáÔÌÑÉ ÓÚíÏÉ.. ÊÈÓãÊ æÇáÏãæÚ Êãáà ÚíäíåÇ... This is you and the tree is your parents!!! åá ÊÚÑÝ ãä åí åÐå ÇáÔÌÑÉ¿ ÅäåÇ ÃÈæíß!! ----------------------------------- Please enlighten all your friends and your families
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Nov 23, 2008 10:13:19 GMT -5
Post by Nada on Nov 23, 2008 10:13:19 GMT -5
ÞÕÉ Ýí ÛÇíÉ ÇáÑæÚÉ æ Çááå ÃäÇ ÈßíÊ íæã ÞÑíÊåÇ
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Nov 24, 2008 6:29:38 GMT -5
Post by eba on Nov 24, 2008 6:29:38 GMT -5
I think this story is a typical example of the Grammar Translation Method of teaching english. It's reciently believed that having a translation in the mother tongue can't be very helpful for the student's . this story can be a good reading excersie though. thanks
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Nov 27, 2008 6:31:52 GMT -5
Post by Ameera Mohammed on Nov 27, 2008 6:31:52 GMT -5
ÞÕå ÑÇÆÚå æãÄËÑå æÝíåÇ ÚÖå æÍßãÉ ÊÈíä ááÇÈäÇÁ ÊÖÍíÊ ÇáæÇáÏíä áà ÇÓÚÇÏ ÇÈäÇÆåã ÝÃä ááæÇáÏíä ãÞÇãÇð æÔÃäÇð íÚÌÒ ÇáÅäÓÇä Úä ÏÑßå¡ æãåãÇ ÌåÏ ÇáÞáã Ýí ÅÍÕÇÁ ÝÖáåãÇ ÝÅäøóå íÈÞì ÞÇÕÑÇð ãäÍÓÑÇð Úä ÊÕæíÑ ÌáÇáåãÇ æÍÞøåãÇ Úáì ÇáÃÈäÇÁ¡ æßíÝ áÇ íßæä Ðáß æåãÇ ÓÈÈ æÌæÏåã¡ æÚãÇÏ ÍíÇÊåã æÑßä ÇáÈÞÇÁ áåã.
ÝÔßÑÇ áß íÇÏßÊæÑ Úáì åÐå ÇáÞÕå ÇáÑÇÆÚå
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Dec 3, 2008 13:40:02 GMT -5
Post by drsobhy on Dec 3, 2008 13:40:02 GMT -5
Me and My Father ÃäÜÜÜÜÇ æÃÈÜÜÜÜí
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 4 ÃÚæÇã: ÃÈí åæ ÇáÃÝÖá
When I was 4 Yrs Old: My father is THE BEST
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 6 ÃÚæÇã: ÃÈí íÚÑÝ ßá ÇáäÇÓ
When I was 6 Yrs Old: My father seems to know everyone
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 10 ÃÚæÇã: ÃÈí ããÊÇÒ æáßä ÎáÞå ÖíÞ
When I was 10 Yrs Old: My father is excellent but he is short tempered
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 12ÚÇãÇ: ÃÈí ßÇä áØíÝÇ ÚäÏãÇ ßäÊ ÕÛíÑÇ
When I was 12 Yrs Old: My father was nice when I was little
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 14 ÚÇãÇ: ÃÈí ÈÏà íßæä ÍÓÇÓÇ ÌÏÇ
When I was 14 Yrs Old: My father started being too sensitive
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 16 ÚÇãÇ: ÃÈí áÇ íãßä Ãä íÊãÇÔì ãÚ ÇáÚÕÑ ÇáÍÇáí
When I was 16 Yrs Old: My father can't keep up with modern time
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 18 ÚÇãÇ: ÃÈí æãÚ ãÑæÑ ßá íæã íÈÏæ ßÃäå ÃßËÑ ÍÏÉ
When I was 18 Yrs Old: My father is getting less tolerant as the days pass by
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 20 ÚÇãÇ: ãä ÇáÕÚÈ ÌÏÇ Ãä ÃÓÇãÍ ÃÈí¡ ÃÓÊÛÑÈ ßíÝ ÇÓÊØÇÚÊ Ããí Ãä ÊÊÍãáå
When I was 20 Yrs Old: It is too hard to forgive my father, how could my Mum stand him all these years
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 25 ÚÇãÇ: ÃÈí íÚÊÑÖ Úáì ßá ãæÖæÚ
>When I was 25 Yrs Old : My father seems to be objecting to everything I do
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 30 ÚÇãÇ : ãä ÇáÕÚÈ ÌÏÇ Ãä ÃÊÝÞ ãÚ ÃÈì ¡ åá íÇÊÑì ÊÚÈ ÌÏì ãä ÃÈí ÚäÏãÇ ßÇä ÔÇÈÇ
When I was 30 Yrs Old: It's very difficult to be in agreement with my father, I wonder if my Grandfather was troubled by my father when he was a youth
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 40 ÚÇãÇ: ÃÈí ÑÈÇäí Ýí åÐå ÇáÍíÇÉ ãÚ ßËíÑ ãä ÇáÖæÇÈØ¡ æáÇÈÏ Ãä ÃÝÚá äÝÓ ÇáÔíÁ ãÚ ÃæáÇÏí
When I was 40 Yrs Old: My father brought me up with a lot of discipline, I must do the same
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 45 ÚÇãÇ: ÃäÇ ãÍÊÇÑ¡ ßíÝ ÃÓÊØÇÚ ÃÈí Ãä íÑÈíäÇ ÌãíÚÇ
When I was 45 Yrs Old: I am puzzled, how did my father manage to raise all of us
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 50 ÚÇãÇ: ãä ÇáÕÚÈ ÇáÊÍßã Ýí ÃØÝÇáí¡ ßã ÊßÈÏ ÃÈí ãä ÚäÇÁ áÃÌá Ãä íÑÈíäÇ æíÍÇÝÙ ÚáíäÇ
When I was 50 Yrs Old: It's rather difficult to control my kids, how much did my father suffer for the sake of upbringing and protecting us
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 55 ÚÇãÇ: ÃÈí ßÇä ÐÇ äÙÑÉ ÈÚíÏÉ æÎØØ áÚÏÉ ÃÔíÇÁ áäÇ¡ ÃÈí ßÇä ããíÒÇ æáØíÝÇ.
When I was 55 Yrs Old: My father was far looking and had wide plans for us, he was gentle and outstanding.
æÃäÇ ÚãÑí 60 ÚÇãÇ: ÃÈí åæ ÇáÃÝÖá
When I became 60 Yrs Old: My father is THE BEST
ÌãíÚ ãÇ ÓÈÞ ÇÍÊÇÌ Åáì 56 ÚÇãÇ áÅäåÇÁ ÇáÏæÑÉ ßÇãáÉ áíÚæÏ Åáì äÞØÉ ÇáÈÏÁ ÇáÃæáì ÚäÏ ÇáÜ 4 ÃÚæÇã ' ÃÈí åæ ÇáÃÝÖá'
Note that it took 56 Yrs to complete the cycle and return to the starting point 'My father is THE BEST'
ÝáäÍÓä Åáì æÇáÏíäÇ ÞÈá Ãä íÝæÊ ÇáÃæÇä æáäÏÚæÇ Çááå Ãä íÚÇãáäÇ ÃØÝÇáäÇ ÃÝÖá ããÇ ßäÇ äÚÇãá æÇáÏíäÇ.
Let's be good to our parents before it's too late and pray to Allah that our own children will treat us even better than the way we treated our parents.
ÞÇá ÊÚÇáì: **' æóÞóÖóì ÑóÈøõßó ÃóáÇøó ÊóÚúÈõÏõæÇú ÅöáÇøó ÅöíøóÇåõ æóÈöÇáúæóÇáöÏóíúäö ÅöÍúÓóÇäðÇ ÅöãøóÇ íóÈúáõÛóäøó ÚöäÏóßó ÇáúßöÈóÑó ÃóÍóÏõåõãóÇ Ãóæú ßöáÇóåõãóÇ ÝóáÇó ÊóÞõá áøóåõãó ÃõÝøò æóáÇó ÊóäúåóÑúåõãóÇ æóÞõá áøóåõãóÇ ÞóæúáÇð ßóÑöíãðÇ æÇÎúÝöÖú áóåõãóÇ ÌóäóÇÍó ÇáÐøõáøö ãöäó ÇáÑøóÍúãóÉö æóÞõá ÑøóÈøö ÇÑúÍóãúåõãóÇ ßóãóÇ ÑóÈøóíóÇäöí ÕÛíÑÇ ****
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Mar 31, 2009 2:26:29 GMT -5
Post by hamdaa on Mar 31, 2009 2:26:29 GMT -5
thank U DR ;D there is a story I used to heard it
There was a woman who wants to curse her husband. She went to a man who’s called "Bu Nawas" who solves problems and also he is very wise man. Whatever, she asked him to curse her husband and let him love her. Then he gave her a description which takes three hairs of eye-lashes of the tiger. The woman surprised that how could she take them off? He told her “if do you want it, be patient to get what you want” first put the meat on jungle to let the tiger come slowly slowly then you can close to the tiger and take his trust. Then put your hand on his head till he sleep and take it off .then she did what he told her and brought the eye-lashes hair. Finally, he told her that he can’t do the curse. She said “then why did you let me suffered? He said “as you can to take the eye-lashes from the tiger, you can let your husband loves you.
what do U learnd from this story?
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Apr 1, 2009 8:08:41 GMT -5
Post by eman01 on Apr 1, 2009 8:08:41 GMT -5
dr.sobhy this is a beatiful story ..I'm impressed .. hamdaa .. also your story is beatiful ..... .. "I learned that we must be patient enough to achieve our goals " Thank u all ....
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Apr 1, 2009 14:58:34 GMT -5
Post by kamela2 on Apr 1, 2009 14:58:34 GMT -5
Thank you for the beautiful story that makes us realize the extent of the sacrifice of parents, thank you very
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Apr 5, 2009 5:12:24 GMT -5
Post by M on Apr 5, 2009 5:12:24 GMT -5
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Apr 5, 2009 11:15:19 GMT -5
Post by drsobhy on Apr 5, 2009 11:15:19 GMT -5
Thank you M and hamdaa I hope that these stories of interest
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Apr 6, 2009 6:47:19 GMT -5
Post by hamdaa on Apr 6, 2009 6:47:19 GMT -5
i'd like to share U and as i love poetry i hope you like my poem ;D
I am from the taste of chocolate, From every thing sweet. I am from the smell of frankincense; From the wedding parties.
I'm from beautiful smile, at the night. I'm from the dark of black long hear. From the fresh aire.
I'm from the sun light, From the glory of the gold. I'm from Paris and Rome, From Eiffel tower.
I'm from the coffee ice cream, with nuts and chocolate . I'm from every thing sweet and, graet in this life
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Apr 6, 2009 7:11:05 GMT -5
Post by drsobhy on Apr 6, 2009 7:11:05 GMT -5
You are an excellent poet
I hope to see more poems
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May 16, 2009 2:01:36 GMT -5
Post by noorhandsomecan on May 16, 2009 2:01:36 GMT -5
;D Good morning DRS, I would like to share about my a rticle my article is about '' The moon , cloudes and the sea ":
One day , I require the moon of helping to find my rest , but the moon rejected beacuse he said that "" I can't help you beacuse I must support my children '' starts'' in the night . AT that momenrs , I felt alone . So that , I travelled to my honey ''the sea '' . I explain to him my problems Which is "finding rest '". I sat on the stone with my papers near to the sea at moon night . I felt less cnfortable but , the sea is angrey and he slapped me with his waves , I lost mt papers . I cry , upset . I asked my self One q "WHY SEA SLAPPED ME " and I found reason . The reason is this day is the sea will marry of the moon and he doeasont want any body to interrupt him . T take my goods to cloudes may help me but I see some strrugles btween cloudes and the sun , the sun win but cloudes still cry too . I was alone , I was in the labrithy. At the end I discovered by the right road by asked the God "ALLAH" , by my family . God will never leave me alone . MY aim and advices to evevry body if you are upest , bored , cry and angry or any problem asked The God to help , your mother for asking God to help you Then you must work of your problems not only ask God but also work in it .We should thank the God in every moments beacuse he gives us what we want even if it's small Which these small things other peaple can"t find them or don't have them like clothes or having leg . FREWELL
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May 16, 2009 3:29:24 GMT -5
Post by drsobhy on May 16, 2009 3:29:24 GMT -5
Meaning beautiful and Wonderful story
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May 16, 2009 6:13:25 GMT -5
Post by tufool1986 on May 16, 2009 6:13:25 GMT -5
Worth of Bismillah, Significance of Bismillah: Ring in the Stomach of the Fish There was once a lady who always said Bismillahirrahmanirrahim (In the name of Allah the beneficent the merciful) before she did anything. She knew that Allah would then always be with her. One day, she put her ring in the cupboard and as usual she said Bismillahirrahmanirrahim (In the name of Allah, the beneficent the merciful) before she put it away. She knew that it would be safe. Her husband took the ring and threw it in the river. He wanted to prove to her that only saying Bismillahirrahmanirrahim (In the name of Allah, the beneficent the merciful) would not keep it safe. He thought that in the evening he would ask her where the ring was and it would not be there. Later that morning, the lady went to the market to buy some fish. When she was cleaning the fish at home she found her ring inside the stomach of the fish. She wondered how it got there but then put it back in its place in the cupboard saying Bismillahirrahmanirrahim (In the name of Allah, the beneficent the merciful). When her husband came back from work, he asked her where the ring was. She brought it from the cupboard. He was so surprised! He told her what he had done and apologized to her. He also truly believed that Allah is with the person who says Bismillahirrahmanirrahim (In the name of Allah, the beneficent the merciful) before he/she does anything.
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