I choose to share with you today a piece of news I had seen recently along with my thoughts about the rising racism and fascism around the world.

Ending the episode with a snippet from a favorite song of mine- Ana Mosh Kafer- I am not faithless- by Ziad Rahbani. Scroll down for some of the lyrics translated below.

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The vocab for the story:

They are chatting- 3am eydardishu

Holding- maasek

A knife- sikkeena

He threatens them- beyhaddidhum

Forbidden- mamnoo3

The police- el shurta

Drunk- sakraan

Racism- el 3unsuriyya

Fascism- el faashiya

It is rising- 3am tizdaad

Brotherhood- u5uwwa

Hospitable- midyaafeen

They treat me- bey3aamlooni

Violence- 3unuf

Refugees- laaji2een

Humans- bashar

To provide- waffir

The system- el nizaam

Song's intro lyrics:

Ana mish kaafir bas el joo3 kaafir- I am not faithless but hunger is.

Ana mish kaafir bas el marad kaafir- I am not faithless but sickness is.

Ana mish kaafir bas el fa2er kaafir, wil zell kaafir- I am not faithless but poverty and humiliation are.

Ana mish kaafir lakin shu ba3millik iza ijtama3u fiyye kil el ishya el kaafre- I am not faithless but what do you want me to do about it if all the makings of faithlessness manifest within me?

Today I want to share with you an overall summery of my trip to India back when I was 19 years old.

Told in the past tense.

Ending the story with a snippet of a favorite classic of mine (Lamma Bada Yatathanna)- When he appeared walking with a swinging gate. Performed by the enchanting voice of Lena Chamamyan.

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Here is your vocab for the story:

Tower- burj

To stay up- is.har

To play an instrument- i3zif

Intending- naawya

I hesitated- itraddadet

I was dazzled- inbaharet

Couch- kanabaaya

I settled down- istaqarreet

Annoys me- byiz3ijni

Rude- weqe7

I fell in love- ingharamet

Our story this week is about a princess named Su3aad and a village girl named Mai. It’s about how the grass tends to always be greener on the other side of the fence.

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Ending today's story with a snippet from the song "Ya Tuyoor" Oh Birds. By the mystery that is Asmahan, a Syrian singer.

The vocab this week:

Telescope- minthaar

Castle- qaser

King- malik

Queen- malika

Peak- qimma

Unknown- majhool

Barefoot- 7aafya

Seller- bayyaa3a

Baker- 5abbaaz

Crunchy- emqarmisha

Jumping rope- nat el 7abel

Yard- saa7a

Mattresses- farshaat

The princess- el ameera

Newspaper- jareeda

Doesn’t suffice them- ma bekaffeehum

She imagines- btit5ayyal

Shoes- kanaadir

Satisfied/ content- raadi