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Maktoob



    ‘’Something has changed within me, something is not the same’’ -Defying Gravity.  Allah, my mother, my teacher, and the World had helped me a lot, and  now its my turn to pay it back to them.
      There will be a Spelling Bee Competition at our school in five days.  They’ve told us about it two months ago.  I was really angry about the idea, ‘’Really?  A spelling bee?!’’ I thought in my mind.  Words weren’t really important for me, spelling was nothing for me too.  But… When I saw the movie Akeelah and the Spelling Bee, one month ago, I knew that I can be great at spelling.  I knew that I can love words.  But I was sure that I can win.  If spelling is my biggest fear, then why not make it something that I love?  I can face that fear and win…
     Yesterday, something strange happened.  Or let me say it was ‘’Maktoob’’ to happen.  I started to have some nightmares toward the competition.  There’re some brilliant girls, there’re girls who live to spell and learn, there’re girls who are…bet…better than me.
      I removed this stupid idea from my mind, and prayed to Allah.  I asked him for happiness.  I want to be happy if anyone won.  I want to have fun, and that’s the purpose of the competition!  Having fun, believing, believing that you can if you want.
     I have a friend who loves to translate words.  Who loves to discover and search, who loves to memorize.  Who loves to solve and look at everything.  This friend has decided to enter the competition.  Let me be honest with you (I love to be honest with people), she is a strong opponent, and she’s good.  But guess what?  I don’t care!  I want to have fun, right?!
   ‘’When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.’’ -Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist.  It’s my turn to pay it back.  When my friend wins, that will mean a lot to her, because that is her dream.  That is what she wants in life.  That’s why I’m stepping aside, and that’s why I’m gonna have fun, so she can have her moment if it’s ‘’Maktoob’’ to her.


April 5th, 2012

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