It’s Takes A Nation Of Millions To Hold Us Back.

Born Malcolm Little in Omaha in 1925
You were forced to flee
white supremicists twice
before the age of five

Your fearless father was murdered and
Your mother then went insane
Eight children then got fostered out
But no one got the blame

You wanted to be a lawyer and you
Graduated the top of your class
But your racist ignorant teacher
Was much worse than a pain in the ass

So you drifted into crime in Harlems’
Tough mean neighbourhoods
Running numbers ,narcotics,prostitution
The main leader of the hoods

You got ten years with your buddy
Malcolm “ Shorty “ Jarvis
Serving seven in reality on
A host of burglary charges

While doin time for all these crimes
You had a religious conversion
Accepting Elijah’s Muhammeds' teaching
And the Nation of Islams’ version

Of analysis and enpowerment of Afro-American blacks
While the long feared “Black Messiah”
then crisscrossed the States
Buiding the NOI

Brilliant oratorical skills
and many wise insights
Then brought the activities of the State
And an agenda of a shortened life

Then the test of faith arrives
Elijah is no living prophet
Affairs and children everwhere
And warm comfort from good profit

You broke with the Nation Of Islam
And founded the Muslim Mosque
Returning from Mecca in 64
Preaching unity to beat the boss

But this new message of unity
Made you a bigger threat than ever
The NOI then moved against you
And the State was boxing clever

Slaughtered in the Audobon ballroom
in the year 1965

A second man is caught by the crowd
But he was never ever tried

Laid to rest in Fernhill cemetry
A martyred “Black Messiah”
The powerful just could not let you live
And feared your love and fire i see you now
Standing tall,
Erect, fearless,
Speaking with voice so loud
"Speaking up for those who cannot speak for themselves,
for the rights of all who are destitute.
Speaking up and judge fairly;
defend the rights of the poor and needy."
I hear you Malcolm.
You with perfect diction.
Fire in your voice
Fire in your eyes
Saying the things
That the Brother and Sister
Long to hear.
I feel the warmth of your
Handclasp.
The true feeling of friendship
I feel the tenderness of your love
And sincerity.

my first day at school

MY FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL!!

My first day in school was unforgettable. I woke up early that day. I remember felling very excited. I ware my uniform. My parents took me to school. When I entered the school. My classmate came running up and asked my name. I met a lot of friends at school. Everyone was so nice and kind. I was very happy that day. I really liked the school. I met a lot of teachers. They were very nice. I enjoyed going to school every day. We all speak Arabic at school. My favorite class was math. I enjoyed reading too. My best friend was Noor. She was so nice to me. We always play together. We study together. We had a lot of fun. At lunch we always sit together. I will never ever forget her. My first day experience in school remains fresh in my mind

why uniform good for students

the uniform for school. They put everyone on an even field and the students can get to learning and not comparing clothing or labels. The "poor" kids feel as good as the "rich" ones in the clothing and aren't picked on about clothing.
The first reason is that with uniforms all the students will look better and orderly because it will look like all the students are clean and intelligent persons who are dedicated for their work in class. And maybe if they look like that, they can feel like that.
The second reason is that buying uniforms is cheaper that buying jeans and shirts for school and that is a benefit for the parents of the students that are in the school. Also the students won't have to worry about the clothes that they have to wear to school.
Another reason is that if they are out of school and the people want to know about what school that the student is going to, the people can know easily if the student is wearing a specific uniform. If a student from that school does something bad, the people from other places can know if the student is from a specific school.

my first day of seeing a snow fall

This is my first day of seeing a snow fall. The season is full of beautiful scenes. The gelid drops of dew fall on the green turfs. They look as beautiful as pearls. The color of rising sun is deep red. The sun gives rise the fallen drops of colors. Some flowers are milk white, some are coral red, some are sky blue. Others are green, yellow and golden. The flower look fresh and bright with dew drops upon them. There are no more clouds in the sky. The winter sky is clear and blue. I could see the winds flailing the snow all around the town. The trees are all are cold and white with snow.I felt awesome seeing the snow. In Jordan, the snow might last five minutes on the ground. Here in Iowa, the snow did not stop for hours and I stayed up late to watch it fall. I grabbed my camera and ran outside and I took a lot of pictures. My brother and I made our first snowman and it was an awesome snowman. We made it look really funny. I had a lot of fun playing with the cold, wet snow. My hands felt cold and numb as we shaped the snowman. We broke branches off a tree to use for a nose and arms. I went ice skating. It was very hard to skate. I had never been ice skating before. I felt almost 11 times. But I had a really hard time skating. I like the one that you sit in it and slight down. I think it was fun and easy. The winter is really cold in Iowa. My first day seeing snow it remains fresh in my mind and it will remain forever.

MY experiences in Iraq, Jordan, and the U.S

Where I was, I came here as a refugee to the U.S. My life changed during the war in Iraq. There are reasons why we left the country.
Before the war started, I was having a happy life with my family and my friends. I lived in Baghdad, the Capital of Iraq; it’s a beautiful big city with a large population. The people there are very welcoming. They made me feel like I was part of their family. I lived in Baghdad all my life, and I loved everything about it. Baghdad was for me not just a country it was like my home. Iraq was the place where everything was good and warm because of its kind and warm people. Baghdad was like a second mother to me, but when the war started, everything changed. My life was overturned.

We saw many reasons why we would want to leave the country.
Many people died. There were many fights in Iraq and many people left their work because of terrorism. Many terrorists come from surrounding countries. They come to make money, or because they were extremists and wanted to kill others in the name of religion. When people walked in the streets, they could find dead bodies all around! That’s how I lost many of my friends and my family. I was so upset and angry. I was hoping the war would stop, but it didn’t. Evil people started sending threatening letters to my dad because he worked with the American Army as a contractor. They wanted him either to stop or they would kill his family. At first, my dad didn't take it seriously because it was an insane way of thinking. Then again after a week we got the same letter, but this time letter said that they going to kill us one by one and they going to start with youngest one in our family. By then, dad was frustrated, angry and very scared. So decide to send us to Amman, Jordan where it’s safe and peaceful.

Leaving the family back home was really sad for all of us. We left Baghdad to go to Amman, Jordan, and lived there for 3 years. We were happy and sad at the same time. Our big problem was that it was so hard for Iraqi people to work in Jordan. That’s why my dad had to leave us and go back home so he could find a job there easier. He worked there for a year. Mom used to say her prayers every day asking God to bring dad back to us safe and sound. My mom was so strong and she taught us how to be as strong as she was. We were happy when my dad came back to Jordan. He told us that we could apply to go to the USA as refugees. That’s how we made it to the USA.

Now we are happy here in the U.S because we are safe and there are many people nice to us here. But we genuinely miss our country. I hope I can see my country again. When I came to the USA I was thinking I would not have friends, but then I came and I met many good friends. I am really happy here. Through everything that happened in my life in Iraq, Jordan, and the USA, My life has changed a lot, and I have learned many things. I have learned how to be strong, and how to see who is good and who is bad. I have learned that whatever happened I cannot give up on life because there are always two ways in life, and I am the one who choices how I want my life to be. I was always thinking that life meant nothing but now I know what life is all about. I thank God for everything that happened in my life and how my life changed me to be me just me.