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<title>The Storm </title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P51</link>
<description>Just before the evening like every night, the tree breeze a wonderfull night,
May have a glass or two to catch anther narrative flue .
 
When the future is uncertain with no change of heart,
As our time pass, a dream of heaven a dream of the past.
 
I've never listened, I couldn't undertand
My sinfull self anther charge was my way out .
No displine is love, 
It could be a desire to kill
A nature to give
A transmissition of such a breaking point
My faith in life for my...</description>
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<title>''IS YOUR LIFE MUSIC TO YOUR EARS?'' a nice article i wish to share with you.</title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P50</link>
<description>My friends and readers of voicesfromjenin, I would like to share the following article posted on gather.com, I loved it, and the theme is so true. I even posted my reply to it here on voices.

this is the link, enjoy and share:

http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474977091106

It is amazing, when we think about it, and find out how much music is envolved in our lives. Not particularly music played by enstruments and trumpets..etc. But the music of motions and sounds...</description>
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<title>This Is Not a Horrible Checkpoint</title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P49</link>
<description>This morning the streets of the town of Kofor Ra’ai in the district of Jenin were almost empty except for people and families waiting on both sides of the street for transportation. It was a weird situation with no vehicles driving at 11 in the morning but it was obvious that there was a nearby checkpoint blocking cars from passing.

 I was traveling for my first day at university in Jenin after a break of three weeks for the summer course, but my trip lasted for three hours which is...</description>
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<title>He's back! But other are not, yet!</title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P48</link>
<description>Dear friends, far and near,
Few days after my brother was taken by Israeli soldiers without notifying his family(my parents and I) he was released, or should I say&quot;allowed to go home&quot;!
He is in a good shape and manners now, he is fine and more educated after that experience.
I don't know why i won't talk about my brother in this email, although some of you may think about it and expect to hear more about every step he had to take since he was taken by soldiers till the minute...</description>
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<title>Should I hate Israel? What do u think?</title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P47</link>
<description>My friends, far and near, 

some of you might have met my older Brother Mohammad, and some just heard about him. He is my older lovely brother and a true human. He studied Agricultural Engineering and applied for Masters in Jordan three years ago.
Since Tuesday my family and i are living through a nightmare. we were anxiously waiting for my brother to come back home after he has just finished his Mastres in Agricultural Engineering\Animal Raising and Care. We knew that he left to the...</description>
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<title>When I Die!</title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P46</link>
<description>When I die, I wish the sky grieves in Rain

So that plants will grow-

and flowers, too, on my grave!

When I die, I wish to be remembered

at least by those who affected my life.

I wish my kids read me always

See my friends, who are true

and- more- afew!

When I die, I want you to pray, pray-

For yourself, for others, and of course for me.

I wonder If you'll know all of this-

When I die-

 

I guess I'll never know. 
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<title>My Cristmas as a Muslim!</title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P45</link>
<description>It has been a while since i last wrote somthing on gather. I did not have any new writings although i had some great ideas and stories to write about. My experience with christmas as a Muslim is not something strange for me, but might be strange to you and that is why i wwoul like to share my memoirs with you for today!

In my society Muslims are a majority and we live all together in peace and love, regardless of the situation we suffer each day due to Israeli actions against us. At...</description>
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<title>I Listen only to What They Tell Me</title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P44</link>
<description>Today at 9 in the morning, a group of 30 students from my university in Jenin left to attend a conference and an exhibit of Information Technology held in Ramallah. IT students were invited to visit a joint Palestinian market of different Palestinian computer and software companies.

 The first checkpoint we reached came a few minutes after leaving the campus just outside the village of Zababdeh. Two Israeli army jeeps controlled the road, stopping cars traveling in one direction. It was...</description>
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<title>To My Book</title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P43</link>
<description>By: Ayah

My friend of paper and ink,
In your imagination I sink.
Give me power and I swear,
	I'll take you everywhere.
I care about you..
	And you, in turn, do, too!
Stick to me, and I will be..
	A good friend, and I'll send
Your knowledge to others..
	And don't mention the nice covers!

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<title>What War Is All About!</title>
<link>http://www.voicesfromjenin.com/index.php?id=P42</link>
<description>War is war
But before
They were friends.

The orders came
 And they left
So their friendship took
 A huge shift
One was killed 
And one is left

To mourn his friend
Who lost his life.
 Left a child
And a widow wife!
That is what war is all about!
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