Words fail me
I haven't been able to write. In my head, the words rush around too quickly and bounce off one another disappearing into a space too distant. I've been talking about the event for 2.5 months now and there has been so much I have learned about myself and the Somali community. The words might come unstuck some day soon. May be they need a retrospective background to appear against. I don't know.
What I do know is that some of you have been inspired enough to mention your fathers and the event in your blogs. Here:
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Let me know if there are more of you out there doing this. It makes up for my writer's block.
I am excited about the event- 2 days to go inshallah- and have dreamed of it two nights in a row. I wish I could remember what I was saying in the dreams but noooo my words want to remain a surprise even to me. We'll learn about Somalis' history in the UK(men in particular), work done with Muslim fathers in the UK, hear some good old kaban(don't think I've ever heard this live!), be tickled by Prince Abdi's humour and entertained by Mecca2Medina and Book of Rhymes. I hope to see you all there.
Here's praying it'll go spectacularly. Amen.
paradise
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Add http://naimauk84.blogspot.com/ to your list there. She wrote a beautiful tribute to her father.
I doubt any of us can capture the essence of great men in words, but its always nice to make the effort. Thanks for making us all realize that our father's are more than our bank machines and disciplinarians. They are also our protectors, emotional rocks, educators and mostly importantly the example through which we will judge all men.
Every time I read the tributes I am moved. Sniff...
Looking forward to tommorrow too! Lets hope your dreams about it were good adn they materialize if so! ;)
Paradise for president.