who am I ...
I am the honest, truthful and sincere person. I am everything I mentioned. I am the primary school student whose mother accompanied her to school every day. I am the middle school and high school student. I am the one who obtained the baccalaureate degree without repetition and with diligence and diligence. I am a university student who holds a bachelor’s degree diploma in private law with the advantage of strong will and great research. Through this stage I learned patience, and that seeking knowledge requires all our efforts. Knowledge is light in every time and place. It is the only light that never goes out. I Hardworking and creative, I am an excellent lawyer writer for many years before I was fired for no reason. I am the woman in all those poetic poems, the dreamer, afraid of the harshness of autumn and the storms. I am the one who remembered my father in a poem after missing him, and that my father was my support in life. Before he was subjected to a horrific attack that claimed his life, I am the one who praises women in every poem, and the man’s role in the life of his family as a father and husband. I am the shy and kind, I am the skilled and creative cook in cooking, I am the one who dreamed of many things, among them the most important of which is seeking knowledge, I am a long night without It ends. I am a good time that no longer exists. I am the one who was exhausted by my shyness and wasted many opportunities in life. I am the writer who worked for many years as a clerk in a lawyer’s office diligently and sincerely and was rewarded with arbitrary and humiliating expulsion in front of clients. I am the one who sows hope and goodness and is only rewarded with disappointment. I am the endless suffering. Patience complained about me. I said, “What is the alternative, Patience? My soul complained about me, and what should I do? I also found myself in a job that I would not have done if it were not for my harsh financial circumstances. All of my rights were lost and were lost after working for many years in which I was lost.” My humanity, my femininity, my motherhood, and what do I do? How do I face all these thunderstorms when I am an orphan, weak, and powerless person? I am the one who used to support herself, even if just a little, and now I have become dependent on my mother and brothers after being expelled. I am the one who brings tears to my mother’s eyes whenever she sees me and knows the extent of my sincerity. For my work and in the end I was expelled without the slightest rights. My horizon began to narrow. Everything became dark in my eyes. All my dreams left me and my smile. They no longer existed. I had hoped to live as my self and my dreams wanted, but I lived under compulsion as my circumstances wanted. I am an orphan. I cry at being despised, belittled, and dwarfed after I gave my work all the hard work, sincerity, and self-denial. I am an orphan, crying alone between ingratitude and humiliation.
Mina Zuber