Sunday, January 15, 2012

Dividers



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During my high school years I used to love buying colorful dividers for my folder. I used to take pleasure slotting my various subject handouts into their separate sections, making sure not to mix them up. Dividing those papers keeping them separate was a way to establish control and conquer organization. It worked well for me then and still does. Despite us moving towards a paper free environment, we still use such a system in computer programs, one example being OneNote.

However, I stand witness to this idea of dividing and conquering being used in my beloved region. I look around the Arab World and my eyes water. I become tearful whenever my thoughts drift there. My heart cries every time I talk about my experiences, brothers and sisters of one country and my love for it.

In my mind I remember; a region where people are known for their hospitality and generosity; a nation where the number of nursing homes can be counted on fingers because families shelter their own; where the loyalty to family is on top of everyone's priority list; where history and culture paint many cities and the aroma of falafel and shawirma garnish one's strolls on the streets.

And sadly;

I watch a nation where we; use different colored Hatas or Kufiehs to divide people of the same roots making it easier to identify which area they are from; wear jewelry to show different religions even though we are all descendants of Adam and Eve and use specific styles of clothes to further divide our nation placing ourselves in different categories. It pains me that we do not see that we are all brothers and sisters and that silly lines in the sand should not divide our spirits.

Every time I go on a Beach holiday and think of these dividers, these lines, I make it a point to watch the ocean . I  love watching the waves wash up on the shore clearing all the lines and footprints we draw or leave in the sand. How I wish we could learn from them.

7 comments:

Isa said...

Remember: WE ARE ONE, no matter the lines!

Wapack said...

It would be great if we could somehow retain the variety in cultures and at the same time erase the borders.

Tabouleh said...

Right you are Isa!

Tabouleh said...

I love the variety in culture and traditions and so I agree with you there... and I also agree that we need to get rid of all those borders that separate us... all of us who, whether we look at it from a religious point of view or evolution, have the same origin.

db said...

Yes, wouldn't it be great if we all saw each other as cousins, albeit distant cousins. (Def: • a person belonging to the same extended family.)

ms. devi said...

when we first ame to america we lived in queens, ny. mostly because there was a big israeli population and my girls didn't speak very much english. but to our surpise and joy it had the largest diversity in the whole country. orthodox jews, russians, palestinians and other arab countries, india, pakistan, african nations, china, bulgaria - you name it and they were there. Our apt. complex had the best scents in the hallways at dinner time, the most welcoming neighbors - real neighbors. It was wonderful. Very homey for us. Too bad it wasn't a microcosm of the entire planet. That's one of the things about america - people assimilate and americans think they should. People and their children easily lose their heritage, their culture and even their language, unless they realize they don't have to give in. I love what Wapack wrote.

Tabouleh said...

LOL Wapack is actually Peter...
I agree with you... it is a wonderful feeling to belong to one neighborhood but it is equally wonderful to experiences the culture and traditions of the different countries who surround you. Cultural diversity is enriching... especially when everyone is accepted, respected and thought as brothers and sisters.