Hassan Akhyat is a private high school teacher. He got
his BA from the department of English at Ibn Zohr University. He conducted a
research paper on “Moroccan culture and Language Humor “(SOUSS as a case
study). He is currently teaching Business English in a private center, Dchaira.
Most of his writings take the form of short stories, poems, and articles. Teaching is his passion.
Agadir, Morocco
It is
always true there is a beginning for everything in life. There must be the
start that marks the first go and, of course, the point that tells the end.
Nothing lasts eternally. Hence, such things will definitely lose the flavor if
they happen to be the same without receiving any slight change. As a human, I believe that everyone aspires some
beautiful aspects of life: those of the new
horizon of success, prosperity and great achievements.
I do not deny the fact that some of us
are tired and sick of witnessing the same old scenes of social ills. Some of us
are undoubtedly striving to kick out the burning scenarios of hardship and
extreme poverty. Some of us are constantly worrying about what mystery the
future might bring. Some of us have wished nothing in life but a slight hope
for a decent life. People of this type do exist, and their voices have never
been heard anywhere.
It is never
too late to stop for a while and rethink about the causes
that badly touched our brothers and sisters, the impoverished masses. Yet, time is still at everyone’s reach to
point the finger at the real wrongdoers: those who
embezzled the public funds and stole the properties, those who never tried to
taste their words before they spit them out and those who are in charge of
serving us as citizens. I believe if we all stand up against all of the bad practices, we will succeed at finding the
crux of the problem.
Recently, there were so many sad stories that we Moroccans
have marked on the ground and stories that
reminded us that we are still under acute
pressure of the authorities, the pressure of
inability to freely voice our rights and, of course, the pressure of constant HUMILIATION that pushes
innocent spirits to burn themselves. The stories of burning and putting the end
of oneself are growing nonstop.
Now that 2017 is on the door, we must exhibit some intentions of inspiring scenarios for the future life. The 2017 must carry some heavy loads
of surprises. Let us all believe this coming year will open up equal
opportunities for the needy, the impoverished and the wretched masses of Moroccan
youth. Let us all believe this year will put an end to the sufferings, the
humiliation, the favoritism and discrepancy.
To make it
simple, I want this year to bring some smiles and joy to the people whose social life is painful
and unwanted. I want this year to teach us how to be together, live in peace
and respect one another. I want this year to drive our representatives and
officials to feel sorry about their irresponsible actions that put our lives in jeopardy. I want this year to see the rich and
the powerful respect the rules of the road and the rest of the laws. I want
this year to enable teachers, nurses and doctors
to rediscover their humanity
and value their missions. I want this year to be the year when the
people in the high mountains will receive their
simplest rights--the same way as those in Rabat
and Casablanca do. I want this year to let all people feel they belong to the
same Morocco and the same government. In a nutshell, the list of the things I want in this year
is just limitless. Let us all believe the best is coming very soon. Happy
new year!!!!!
No comments:
Post a Comment