In our house there is a girl with a beautiful soul and heart who helps us with life’s tasks and the details of the house, and other tasks that she performs upon request or on her own. She reaps the fruits of her diligence with what God enables us to do and with kind words. She always hears words from me that encourage her and confirm my gratitude and gratitude for the sacrifices she makes. Alienation takes away youth, health, and sometimes happiness.
It is no secret to you that I say to her, as I say to my children and grandchildren: “You are smart” or “You are smart.” Yes, I tell her that with all confidence and appreciation for her generosity. If I had not drunk her controlled coffee, my days would have become like days of caffeine leaving a gap in his brain that is explained by the slow thought of a rose. Act out of service! The last time she made coffee for me, I said to her: “By God, your coffee is better than Umm Khaled’s coffee.” She looked at me with an innocent and bold smile at the same time and said: “Mama… you are just saying that.” I felt her desire to confirm what I said, so perhaps Umm Khaled did not hear me. While I was praising her coffee, I said firmly, “My daughter, how many times have I told you that the coffee you make will not be bought in this world again… and this is Umm Khaled listening to me as I touch you with her hand.” Here that glow cooled, curiosity faded, and she went on with the excuse of cleaning the place, wanting to hear your reaction. Khaled’s mother did not say a single word, which led the girl to conclude that defeat had many facets, including complete silence. She looked at me and said, “Mama, if you don’t want anything from me, I will go upstairs. I have something to do there.” I nodded to her and she left, and her smile did not leave me and almost penetrated the other side of her face.
Today, as is my custom before going out to do anything outside the house, I asked her: “Huh, you have something on your mind about us.” She replied: “With a picture of you.” I put my trust in God, and when I opened the letter, I saw a picture of a “bucket” for mopping the floor (may God protect you). I searched for it. I couldn’t find it in two stores, so I decided to buy it online, but I decided not to go home empty-handed, so I bought a semi-smart mop that would temporarily eliminate the need for a bucket.
At home, I explained my situation and the plan to purchase online, and handed her the magic stick that she would use to mop the floor. She ran to the Dettol bottle, untied the stick from the advertising envelopes, and walked with it through the corridors and rooms that she had cleaned this morning, singing and muttering words expressing happiness. Then she knocked. The door of my room and she said, “Mama, you are smart!”
To those who know, I say: Throughout my years of education, from primary to secondary school, I never heard the word “You are smart.” I opened the Arabic language and found the Arabs’ saying, “So-and-so’s time was divided by time,” meaning he told of his hardships. It means that the good and the bad, the hardships and the prosperity, passed through him. I thank the coincidence that made me open the door. Language dictionary to learn and cherish the depth of its seas, of which I only know shallow beaches. Speak Arabic, for it is as deep as the oceans and as far away as the sky.
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