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  • RamiIbrahim
    Rami Ibrahim
    • Apr 2007
    • 302

    #16
    _MD_RE: قصص عربية مترجمة إلى الإنكليزية بهدف النشر

    This story is written by Abdl Hafeez AL Hafez
    Translated by: Rami Ibrahim


    The Weaver

    Half of Saddoeh was hidden inside a hole made particularly to give some more space for his wooden loom, whereas the remaining part was visible to us. You can mark clearly a bend in his back owing to a long-term bond with a loom, and a white cap never be taken off. He lived there and never left his workshop, except two times a year_ in the mornings of the Lesser and the Greater Bairam _ that he takes two bundles of myrtle to lay above his parent's graves.

    That is what people in our city talk about Saddoeh and they go on:
    " He was our city's sage from whom we got answers to our numerous questions. We don’t remember when our going and coming from his black-stone workshop began. Some of us overlooked the scene of women repeatedly passing in front of his shop, and stealing looks at him; and it was said that some of them dared to stop and talk to him."

    One of our sheiks in the city narrated that he saw a lady standing at the door of his shop: " she saluted him, unveiled herself, and shyly presented herself:
    I am one of Om Lutfi's girls.
    Then saddoeh said: my lady: our city is a ' stone stew ' there is no good in us all; and had we been good a little, we would have been loyal to our wives first. How could we in this case be loyal to a whore?!
    We feel uneasy because we want our partner to love us the way we like and not the way in which love should be_ free and boundless and drives us with its power assuring our being together since driven together in its current. Set your future free_ your future detains it!
    Look at our city and see how it devours its ghota Look at our city and how it replaces the black-stone ornament with dreary blocks. Our city has lost its features, is not it a stone stew?!

    Another man said:
    " Yes we lost our city's features, but maintained one of them_ that is Saddoeh the weaver.
    We used to spend some time in silence at his door before we unveiled our questions and enquiries about different matters: marriage, divorce, legacy, travel, trade and building etc…
    Although our questions were varied, Saddoeh used to deluge us with the same range of questions:
    Is Abu Saleem still working in the Civil Registration ?
    We answered " yes "
    Does he still demand two stamps for each application ? One to stick to the application after licking it with his snake's tongue, and the other to be thrown for some cause in his drawer.
    We answered shamefully with " yes "
    The one who asks gets irritated here and says:
    " What's the matter with you Saddoeh?! I can not see any link between the civil servant " Abu Saleem " and the case I ask you about.
    Saddoeh here revels in much more anger and says " Your case is a stone stew! "
    That is how our puzzled city lived about the middle of the last century, and that is Saddoeh " its sage " who never left the city, nor we stopped going to his workshop with lots of our enquiries.

    A third man said:
    Military coups followed each others those times and each time we heard the No.1 announcement from the radio, we hurried to Saddoeh's workshop. After a period of silent standing at his door, one of our boldest asks him:
    Have you heard the No.1 announcement?
    _ A stone stew
    But the higher officer said that army will go back to its barracks.
    _ A stone stew
    He undertook to form another government and said that the country will live in prosperity.
    Here Saddoeh used to shout at us:
    _Is Abu Saleem still working in the Civil Registration ?
    " yes "
    _Does he still demand two stamps for each application ? One to stick to the application after licking it with his snake's tongue, and the other to be thrown for some cause in his drawer.
    " yes "
    _A stone stew
    Then Saddoeh comes back to his loom and plays with both hands and legs moving them simultaneously till the shuttle moves forwards and backwards in the loom jaws, and all of that makes sad and dull music.

    But in 1958 we were extremely surprised: that Saddoeh came out of his hole putting on a new gown, he placed a Fairousian stiletto at his waist and left his workshop to the city square in order to take part in Abdl Nasser's reception.
    We could not believe our eyes when we saw Saddoeh held on the shoulders, waving his stiletto, yelling, cheering, and acclaiming both the union and Abdl Nasser. First we starred at his sweaty face, but soon we rushed after him cheering and repeating what he said and threw our fists in punctuation with our cheers.
    We paid a visit to the Canal
    Safe we found
    It is Abdl Nasser
    Who brought the Czech weapons
    And spread them all around

    Suddenly, Saddoeh got down, withdrew from the square bending his back and went back to his workshop with a melancholic face.

    Another man said:
    After coming back, we hurried back to Saddoeh's workshop for asking him: " why did you leave the square suddenly?! "
    He said with two tears sliding on his cheeks: " I saw the civil servant
    " Abu Saleem " cheering among the crowd. Then he sighed and wept.
    It was the first time we see Saddoeh weeping, but after along period of silence Saddoeh spoke again: " It is a stone stew, " he said.

    Years passed after that, and Saddoeh died. His workshop was demolished and a school was built in its place, but all of his contemporaries say on the formation of each government and when any chief becomes in charge of any thing: " God save his soal, he was a sage_ it is really a stone stew "
    Rami Ibrahim

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    • RamiIbrahim
      Rami Ibrahim
      • Apr 2007
      • 302

      #17
      _MD_RE: قصص عربية مترجمة إلى الإنكليزية بهدف النشر

      Rami Ibrahim

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      • RamiIbrahim
        Rami Ibrahim
        • Apr 2007
        • 302

        #18
        _MD_RE: قصص عربية مترجمة إلى الإنكليزية بهدف النشر

        <p align="right"><font face="Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="4">الدكتور أحمد الليثي<br /> لقد اجتمع لدينا على هذا الرابط ما يزيد عن عشرين قصة مترجمة والعدد كما أعتقد هو 22 قصة . ألم يحن الوقت لتقوم الجمعية بتكليف أحد الأساتذة للقيام بالمراجعة والتدقيق؟ وإن لم يكن الأمر كذلك فما هو الرقم الذي تنتظره لكي تنتقل الجمعية إلى هذه الخطوة.<br /> <br />مع كل الود<br /><br /></font> رامي الإبراهيم</p>
        Rami Ibrahim

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        • ahmed_allaithy
          رئيس الجمعية
          • May 2006
          • 3961

          #19
          _MD_RE: قصص عربية مترجمة إلى الإنكليزية بهدف النشر

          <strong>أخي الفاضل الأستاذ رامي<br /><br />تجد الرد على بريدك الخاص.<br /><br />شكر الله لك جهدك.</strong>
          د. أحـمـد اللَّيثـي
          رئيس الجمعية الدولية لمترجمي العربية
          تلك الدَّارُ الآخرةُ نجعلُها للذين لا يُريدون عُلُوًّا فى الأَرضِ ولا فَسادا والعاقبةُ للمتقين.

          فَعِشْ لِلْخَيْرِ، إِنَّ الْخَيْرَ أَبْقَى ... وَذِكْرُ اللهِ أَدْعَى بِانْشِغَالِـي

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          • RamiIbrahim
            Rami Ibrahim
            • Apr 2007
            • 302

            #20
            _MD_RE: قصص عربية مترجمة إلى الإنكليزية بهدف النشر

            <p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: center" align="center"><span style="font-size: 22pt"><font size="3">This story is written by Abdel Hafeez Al Hafez<br />translated by : Rami Ibrahim</font><font size="4"><u><strong><br />The <place w:st="on" /><city w:st="on" />Bath</city /></place /> House's Naiads<p></p></strong></u></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: center" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><p><font size="3"></font></p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="MS Serif, New York, serif"><font size="3"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">    <font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"> </font></span></font><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">Vapour in the interior section filled Sheik Risllan Bath House 's rooms and bath- goers that day were very few. Abu Rami was sitting near the marble basin propping his arm to it when daydreams overtook him: The grocer seized him from the back for his debts which passed one thousands Syrian Pounds, and the whole street was unsafe area of predictable threats.</font></font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace"><font size="3"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">     </span>The stream of his daydreams was brought to an end when a tall and hefty man appeared at the door occupying most of its space and trying to distinguish objects in the mist.</font></font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">Abu Rami stood up and welcomed him: " Come in, come in please.. I am the scrubbing masseur</font><a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.wataonline.net/site/modules/newbb/post.php#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &quot;traditional arabic&quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: en-us; mso-bidi-language: ar-sa"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">[1]</font></span></span></span></span></a><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">.</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">The man went directly to the depth of the room and Abu Rami evacuated the place for him and stood near.</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">The man shouted: " Wait till I bathe a little, then come to me."</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">Sitting at the door, Abu Rami felt frightened for no certain cause. His fingers went caressing the small marble pieces that are inlaid into the floor. He had a feeling that it was a familiar voice, but his memory did not help him recognize the man's voice.</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">He felt agitation like that he suffered while being questioned, and in an attempt to calm his emotions, he asked the man: " Are you an employee sir? "</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">The man gave no reply to that question.</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">Do you work in this city?</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">I was in ….</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">" Oh my God, it is my city. How slow time was passing there, and how many things I tried and created to pass that time " Abu Rami whispered. </font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace"><font size="3"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">     </span>Abu Rami's fingers traced the small coloured pieces of marble. He caressed their cheeks kindly. He was caught in their beauty and</span><span dir="rtl"></span><strong style="mso-ansi-font-weight: normal"><span dir="rtl" style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &quot;traditional arabic&quot;"><span dir="rtl"></span> </span></strong></font></font><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">the accuracy with which they were laid out. The hall was full of vapour but those pieces could reflex, though, the light passing through the glass apertures in the dome.</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">Abu Rami used to imagine when he was alone in the interior section that some nude naiads were dancing to mesmerizing tunes. He thought that the bathhouse had naiads like those in the sea. </font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">The man asked him: " Are you from …..?</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">Yes master</font><a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.wataonline.net/site/modules/newbb/post.php#_ftn2" name="_ftnref2"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &quot;traditional arabic&quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: en-us; mso-bidi-language: ar-sa"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">[2]</font></span></span></span></span></a><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">.</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">The man screamed out as if a snake had stung him: " Don’t call me a master.. education has destroyed us and so did newspapers and magazines."</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">On hearing that, Abu Rami's heart was in his mouth and he talked to himself " That is him.. That is him, " " That is the indictment of which he accused me when my eyes were covered with a piece of black leather and my wrists were handcuffed behind my back. I am sure it was him. "</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">The man shouted again: " Is your scrubbing cloth new? "</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">Yes</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace"><font size="3">Is it from <place w:st="on" /><city w:st="on" />Aleppo</city /></place />.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></font></font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left" align="right"><span dir="ltr" style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">The man laid himself down on the stomach after wrapping the towel carefully round his private parts. Then Abu Rami put his left hand round the man's neck and went scrubbing the man's back while talking to him:</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left" align="right"><span dir="ltr" style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">" I am a teacher of philosophy…" the man got suddenly startled like a cock being slaughtered, but Abu Rami's hands disabled him to give any movement and continued his talk: " I liked reading too much and used to wait eagerly at the door of the Cultural Centre till it open and never leave it before the bell rang and all the employees did. Stories and novels did not quench my thirst for knowledge, so I began to read books by thinkers and so on. "</font></span><strong style="mso-ansi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="AR-SA" style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &quot;traditional arabic&quot;"><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></strong></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><strong style="mso-ansi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl" style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &quot;traditional arabic&quot;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">    </font></span></span></strong><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">The man tried to shake and get up, but Abu Rami pressed more in reaction.</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">" I waited at your door sometime seemed to me as if it was hours. My wrists were handcuffed and my eyes were covered, so I could not feast my eyes on you till now."</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">The man’s body shrunk and he said: “ It was my work.. I had a duty!”</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">" Then.. you did it well_ you were a dedicated worker in this respect and a master of your work. That obscene curses! Where did you get them from?! From which encyclopedia. I was dismissed from the job which I liked too much and suffered much to keep humiliation and misery off my family. It was inevitable to leave my city and emigrate to this one, and I worked here as a scrubbing attendant. In this bath house I saw many types of men and some of them have totally different look outside this bath house. It might be their being nude here and the bath atmosphere what make them behave naturally and show their real characters; and this is what ties me to the bath house." </font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace"><font size="3"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">    </span>The man started to tremble though it was hot water what Abu Rami poured over his body from time to time.</font></font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">" I believe that any country needs to be secured by a certain organization, but that should be against the enemy which is outside its borders."</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">Abu Rami finished his work and they both sat panting at the two sides of the basin.</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">" You see, we are now situated alike and I feel that I am nude outside this bath house just like how I am nude here…" the man said suddenly, then went on:</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">" I suddenly found myself alone with no acquaintances nor friends. people who were adhered to me like leeches cut me off, and now I am looking for happiness and security but to no avail."</font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">Abu Rami turned his face to the man and said : " I hated your tall walls.. I remember your iron doors well and so their creak which sawed my bones. The prison cell attempted to kill my dreams and plant rheumatism in my limbs. </font><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p></span></p><p></p><p><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3"></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font size="3"><font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace" size="3">some young men rushed into the interior section singing the new trend song " Arab dream " then Abu Rami went out of the hall. </font><p></p></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font size="3"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"></span><p></p></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font size="3"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><p></p></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><p><font size="3"></font></p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font size="3"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><p></p></font></span></p><div style="mso-element: footnote-list"><br clear="all" /><font size="3"><hr align="right" width="33%" size="1" /></font><div id="ftn1" style="mso-element: footnote"><p class="MsoFootnoteText" dir="rtl" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.wataonline.net/site/modules/newbb/post.php#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span dir="ltr"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &quot;traditional arabic&quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: en-us; mso-bidi-language: ar-sa"><font size="3">[1]</font></span></span></span></span></span></a><span dir="rtl"></span><strong style="mso-ansi-font-weight: normal"><span style="font-family: &quot;traditional arabic&quot;"><span dir="rtl"></span><font size="3"> </font></span></strong><span dir="ltr"><font size="3">A man employed in the bath house for scrubbing customers' bodies</font></span></p></div><div id="ftn2" style="mso-element: footnote"><p class="MsoFootnoteText" dir="rtl" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.wataonline.net/site/modules/newbb/post.php#_ftnref2" name="_ftn2"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span dir="ltr"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote"><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &quot;traditional arabic&quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: en-us; mso-bidi-language: ar-sa"><font size="3">[2]</font></span></span></span></span></span></a><span dir="rtl"></span><strong style="mso-ansi-font-weight: normal"><span style="font-family: &quot;traditional arabic&quot;"><span dir="rtl"></span><font size="3"> </font></span></strong><span dir="ltr"><font size="3">The word in the original text is a teacher which is used in Arabic as a title for gentle or educated people or who look so.</font></span></p></div></div>
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