The Legacy of my Grandmother

It was a lovely afternoon in January 2010 when I turned my face to search for memorial things that belong to my maternal grandmother. I took leave and I went to my old deceased grandmother's big house to look for her old stuff. I stepped in the abandoned house and I looked around the rooms but there was nothing really interesting , I decided to go to the attic base hoping to find something interesting.
Once I got in, the attic was dark and everything around was covered with spider webs and dust, there was a dim-half light bursting from the wooden louver that illuminated the area a little bit, cockroaches filling the ground, I kept rummaging through the things that are scattered around the corner and while still searching , I have found an eye catchy mid sized wooden chest filled with dust and a spider web in form of circular tent sticking to the corner edge of the chest, i flicked the dust and opened it with ease as the chest state is quite flimsy. To my surprise there was a stack of old letters that sparked my interest I started glancing over them and most of these hundreds of letters belongs certainly to my grandmother and they were addressed to her family/relatives, although some were written to her children including my mother, some written to express sentiments and other papers are diaries mentioning some griefs and war bonds that happened during the French rule in Algeria even though this collection remains interesting, until I found an enveloped letter entitled "Important words to my grandson" I couldn't wait a second to open it without damaging the sealed envelope cover. This letter is postmarked January 20th, 2003 which means two years before she passed away.

Dear Billel,

My dearest and most beloved grandson. If you are reading this, it means that I've already left this world behind and therefore I left this letter for you and if you could only read this, I should be delighted. I wanted to share with you a secret that has been in my heart for a long time ago but I couldn't spell it for some reasons. I am writing all this in our plain language so that you could understand my intention. The day you were born, the joyful tears of my daughter brought me a great gift and you made up that special day for us and especially when your father lift you up in the air joyfully pronouncing your name because you were his first adorable child ever. You are floating in the sea of the next generation and therefore I would like to put some things in your hand, an unwrapped secret that can help you live for your destined short life although we can't live forever, but you should promise me first that you will be faithful and obedient to your parents in everything they say and to be fair in the division of the wealth that I left for you and your brothers. This is the reason why I addressed this letter to you before dying, because you are a the eldest son of my beloved daughter that I put my trust in. There is a well preserved fortune belonging to my father that I thought of sharing with my future children and grandchildren. So, each one has his own part and I want you to build a successful life. There is a large trunk hidden in this house. There is a wooden wall behind the sink of the bathroom, just find the 12th wood plank start counting from the upper ceiling. I wish you a life filled with health, happiness and love. Remember these words from your grandmother.

Yours sincerely,

       Your grandma HZ

In memories of my grandmother that left us at the age of 82 in February 6th, 2005. Despite her hardship experience in life during her time, she was a great model of applied wisdom, a great educator, she was a devoted loving mother that had the potential to raise many children including my mother by which she inspired her to be what she really is at the present and I am proud of her great contributions in many set of things in life. Despite she left this world, I can still see her presence in my mother. These words and expressions are not enough to fully describe the true nature of my grandmother.

Note : This letter is not real, there is no such thing as fortune left by my grandma. I made it all up so that it fits for Luci's challenge requirements. My grandma means alot to me than her fortune if she ever left something before dying. She is a treasure herself. 

In our world helping other people is perhaps the most important thing we can do to pay things forward and expecting others to do it successively to other people the same way you did that for them in the first place. Bringing out such initiative that really could help make a positive and tangible difference in our society and our world. It is like creating a hierarchical system that tends to showcase members of a certain group that are ranked according to that degree of branching, starting from the initial leader who starts out the idea and extending vertically downward by following the linked branches that contain the initiator of the idea, the benefitors, those who need help and then down again to keep perpetuating a circular cycle. The aim of this initiative is doing a good turn to not just one person but three who then, in turn, return the help themselves to three more people and so on. However, sometimes nothing is the way it seems to be in life because it turns out that it's not that easy to change the world alone. It takes a lot of hard work and determination. There are some notorious activists who tried to make a difference in life and some of them have paid for it with their lives just to name few Martin Luther King Jr and Muhammad Ali. It certainly would go a long way to making this condemned world a better place to live in. If we count the the issues that people face during their lifetime at hand and examine them carefully we would certainly find that there are a plethora of issues that can be fixed if another person lends a helping hand to them. But is it truly unrealistic to do good deed for someone you really don't know and expecting him/her to proceed in this action? If we d keep a good expectation we would certainly bring some changes if the benefitors realize the concept of  doing a favor and expect nothing in return but helping others instead and doing it along the lines of "You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours".  It's really tough to ignore so for those of you that are extending/receiving that hand. 

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The King of the Stone

Once upon time, in a most beautiful greeny meadow filled with all types of flowers and blooms where we can see a very rare crescent moon in a dim-half light. There was an elephant hawk-moth with pink grub-like body feeding on a pink daisy flower flies away and returns to pollinate it and as it reaches out to insert its proboscis for the last time, a sudden front legs of a praying camouflaging mantis that takes a texture of the pink flower, swoop down and grab the moth fly and in the meantime a giant leg unintentionally crushed and smashed the mantis, it was a boy playing out with a stick, fencing with another boy and mimicking a warrior with a sound of victory and after a few moments a middle-aged man supposedly their father turns his head and carrying pile of wood on his back and cries "Hey, John, Frank !, let's keep moving, we have to go back home before the dawn", while they walk a little distance, Frank notices a small bottle glazing through the grass of the meadow, and with a little curiosity he approaches to see what lies inside it, as he grabs the bottle and removes its plug and looks through its collar there are some noticeable grey gleaming and weirdly looking seeds, he puts the bottle upside down to get the mysterious seeds out, as they scatter onto the ground a great wind comes blowing the trees, the stones start twitching, a shadow begins to cover the land and the earth stars shaking and suddenly massive towers of medieval castles emerged out the ground with a noticeable close-eyed giant stone head holding them on its head like a king wearing a crown, the two boys cries of fear and their father was stunned and stutters his a fearful voice "Wh--a-at... ! it caannn't be possible ! it-t turns out... thatttt the king of stttttonnnnes is not a myth !" and then his son Frank inquired "Father ! what do you mean by that? " his father replied "This is the myth of the cursed kingdom that your grandfather told me about, it happened in the medieval era ,this gigantic town ruled by a dreadful king named Aldfrith Stàn, known as the king of the stone, he was sucked into the ground and transformed into grey seeds after he was defeated by the king of the mud Adela, and now..." and in the meantime the big headed-stone opens his eyes while staring at them fiercely and saying " AHHHH !!! MY TIME HAS JUST COME ! SOMEONE UNLEASHED MY SOUL AFTER A LONG TIME OF SLUMBER! AND NOW ...YOU CAN SMELL THE SCENT OF FEAR !"

The END :D 

Item : Toilet paper
Brand name : SOFT
Advertising slogan : "Unroll it and feel the softness"

Item : Plastic bag
Brand name : Packateers
Advertising slogan : "Pack it into your sac"

Item : Trash can
Brand name : Rubbermaid
Advertising slogan : "Save mother nature from waste"

Item : Picture Frame
Brand name : Protectiva
Advertising slogan : "Print your moments and protect your memories"

Item : Knife
Brand name : Bill's Blade
Advertising slogan : "Feel the touch of the sharpness"

Item : Clothespin
Brand name : Diamond
Advertising slogan : "Keep your clothes shining like a diamond"

Yesterday, I received a monthly magazine to my third subscription to a website and in its cover page there is a full illustration of a bird, it looks like a brown common buzzard but neither a hawk with its big size nor a falcon with its large eyes. So, I unpacked it from its transparent sachet and I started flicking through the pages but what intrigued me the most was the cover. Well, three hours later,  I was taking my lunch and staring at the window and just In front of me, in the balcony, there is my yellow pet canary bird, chirping and singing  and just one moment later, I noticed an unusual small brownish bird flying through the air in front of the slide transparent windows where there is my canary, this bird looks physically almost like a winter Wren (I am not into ornithology), by hovering on the window, it looks like it is sending a alarming signal to my canary of a curious stand nearby and I noticed a strange demeanor of my canary as it was responding to that signal and then it has instantly stopped. I finished eating my meal and went to the bathroom to wash my hands and brush my teeth and at that moment, my brother went to the kitchen to take his meal, 5 minutes later, I heard a dash, it sounded like someone who noticed something and rushed to it, as I hurried in haste to see what happened, I saw my brother holding the canary cage and a shocking or let’s say a mourning expression on his face, I took a look at the cage and what I saw was the dying canary with some splash of blood on the grate. I inquired about what happened and he told me that he saw a buzzard bursting in the canary birdcage and in a blink of an eye, the buzzard inserted its sharp beak into the canary’s fragile body and it died instantly. At that moment when my brother rushed to save the canary it was too late to intervene and the buzzard flew away, it all happened in a heartbeat. It was very distressing to see. Today, I noticed that magazine with the buzzard illustration on its cover and I thought it has maybe a correlation to what happened yesterday. Is this just a mere strange coincidence or...?

Hello ladies and gentleman and welcome to my first blog ever. In my first blog, I would willingly like to talk about everything that catches my attention in a way in which I could pragmatically toss my thoughts spontaneously and expecting audiences to react to it and this time I'm going to talk about whether our mother Earth needs humanity in order to survive?

If we conspicuously look at the whole life of our planet "our mother Earth" and if we count the longevity of the existence of the living beings we will come to a conclusion that man has been around for a few blink of an eye and has interfered in the changes of our ecological system. Thousands of animals have been killed out of choice, they have even become extinct , people killing people for numerous reasons, the burst of wars, racism, sexism, supremacy, discrimination ...etc are affecting the consistency of our planet and most specifically our society as human beings. We are living a rather fragile and unpredictable existence. At any point ,we could be hit by a violent attack, the forces of nature or even a deadly disease. Do you think all of these inconveniences made drastic changes in our natural world? (in a negative way of course) We, humans, exploit almost all the given resources from our planet to survive without giving back, all what humans do is to predominantly destroy everything they think it's worth destruction. Are humans considered a multiplying epidemic virus? or can they also be an antidote/a treatment  for our mother Earth? In other words, does our planet needs us on this planet to survive? If something wipes us all out, do you think that Earth will return back to normality? On the macro scale, we continue to participate in a system we know is not about actually helping or fixing problems. To me, humans need to move to take responsibility for the living Earth without exploiting and using massive destruction as they are planning to do in the future.