Jackson Cha: Arrived, slept, then left Smakieh

Thursday afternoon, at about 3 o’clock, I and Jackson Cha arrived at Smakieh. I brought him from the South Bus Terminal in Amman.

Jackson slept at my house for 2 days. “I will never forget Somakkieh!” Said he at almost 7 o’clock this morning on the circle of Smakieh. He pronounced the name of my village in the weirdest pronunciation I’ve ever heard. It sounded funny!

At about 7:25, we both boarded Hamideh Villages-Amman bus. He chose a single seat. I talked to HH; a policeman who was wearing the national uniform of Jordanian traffic police. I told Hussam to “take care” of Jackson.

Next, I paid the bus fee of Jackson. It now costs 1.5 JD. Yesterday, Fuel prices were raised. Next, I came back to Smakieh. Jackson Cha was generous and courageous enough to not allow me to accompany him to Amman. I explained to him that I had a hard exam on Monday.

When I arrived home, I slept till 11 o’clock. I called Jackson seconds after the Alarm Clock went off. “I am sorry I didn’t call you.” He said immediately. “I arrived 2 hours ago!” Said he. I smiled. He then told me that he is copying the images he took in Smakieh on a DVD. He said that he is going to send me a copy in a mail message.

Will the DVD work after being sent using normal mail ? I hope so! I need those photos to describe not only the visit but many future posts about Smakieh, Traditions, Customs, etc.

All in all, it was a great experience I lived the previous two days. It showed me a hidden aspect of some of Smakieh people. How shy was i to discover some facts! I will talk about this in the future.

Swine flu in Jordan, did it reach Smakieh?

During the previous days, we heard news about cases of Swine flu in Jordan. Most of the cases, however, were of people who came to Jordan from USA or whatever foregin country.

My village, Smakieh, is surrounded by Pigs farms. One of which, owned by an Amareen man from Hmood, is less than 500 meters westward from the village.

Despite all the trials of Smakieh people to move the farm, their dream never came true. Now, after the discovery of Swine flu in Jordan, the demand for the relocation or closure of the farm is more essential than ever!

Minutes ago, I was waiting to attened my first lecture of the summer semester. We students see each other after the summer holiday. During shaking hands and kissing, I headed happily to this person whom I considered a good friend of mine. I was shocked!

We shook hands. I then neared him so as to kiss! He refused! He said, with no smile so as to indicate a joke or something, “You have Swine flu” I didn’t know what to say! “It is the neibouring village!” Yes, the owners of the big swine farms, the one which made it to the news, are of Hmood village.

He didn’t say anything nor change his stiff facial expression. “Do you really mean it?” Another friend of mine was standing by us. He then left immediately after murmuring something unheared.

“It is what they tell us in the news, no kissing!” He explained as sure as an innocent defendant.

What could I say? Smakieh peopel do not own those big farms… They don’t generate imaginary money from this trade… They only receive the smells and pissimistically enough, the H1N1 virus… At the end? I, as a Smakieh resident, be put in such a position where I am ignored by a person whom I always simle when meeting him.

Is it fair! How much I hate my co-villagers, those who keep silent about the farms… Smakieh deserves it! Its sons are not there to defeand it! How coward I am and are my co-villagers who are silent about this humiliatino!

Close View of a Rabbit Embryo in my house in Smakieh Karak Jordan



Rabbit Embryo

When I first opened one of the balls, shown in photos one and two, I was amazed at the shape of the Embryo inside (Is what you see in the palm of my hand a fetus or an embryo?)

Does this embryo look like a human embryo? To me, its hands and legs look similar to those of a human embryo. I think!

If there is similarity between the embryos of human beings and rabbits, is this a proof of the “Theory” of Evolution? Is the theory of Evolution true? How can you make sure if evolution is correct? Where is God in all of that? Hard questions that need answers.


Update 31/12/2011: They say, “the best things in life happen by chance”. Is this saying true? Does it always work?… To my amazement, the above  photos, and in particular, the last ones, have become the main generator of visitors to my Blog.  Read more here!

Update 8/9/2012:  The rabbit embryo photo has gone viral and is being shared by hundreds of thousands of Arab users on Facebook as an “aborted human baby”.  So far, it has 125,000+ likes on Facebook! See the details in this post: “My Rabbit Embryo Photo has gone viral and is being shared by tens of thousands of Arab users on Facebook as an “aborted baby” صورة طفل اجهض .. بالله عليك لا تخرج قبل ان تضغط لايك وتقول سبحان”.

10.09.2008 Chris, An American Volunteer Arriving at Smakieh in the House of M Hijazeen (2nd day)

*. At 9 o’clock this evening, I went to M Hijazeen house. Yesterday, I arranged with the new guest of Smakieh, the American Chris, to visit my aunt. He wanted to install an internet connection at his house. I suggested that he share a connection with my cousin. Although I wasn’t sure of what I was talking about, I just wanted to socialize with this different human being. Today, however, I did my calculations again. Why should I force myself on him? Certainly, he will look down at me. Doesn’t a proverb say, “Easy come, easy go!” If Moabite gave his services quickly and without any considerations to his own needs, will this make Chris respect him? I don’t think so. What if you think that you have good English when compared to inhabitants of a desert village like Simakiyya? Chris is not searching for fluent English speakers. He is searching for someone who is not interested in improving or even learning English. This way, he will be improving his Arabic more effectively. Are you good at dealing with your fellow Jordanians? How could you deal with a person from a different culture? Do you have a lot of friends? You don’t have. How could you gain the friendship of a foreign person?

As a result, Moabite didn’t talk to Chris at all this evening. At the beginning of the 10 minutes visit to M’s house where Chris was invited to dinner, Moabite apologized to Chris because his cousin is in Amman (my cousin is bringing his wife from her family’s!). Next thing, he asked Chris how his first day of School was. “Students here are much different than of Irbid.” It was the only good sentence that he said that contained no compliments. Moabite acted like a smart ass and said, “These are the type of people Lawrence of Arabia lived with!” Wow! How informative are you Moabite. Do you know anything about this Lawrence except the Movie you watched? Do you know any worth-mentioning point about this obviously great man?! Why are you opening subjects you are not well-informed about? “Yes,” Chris answered. What could he answer other than this? Moabite then realized how he is raining this fresh visitor of not very accurate information. “Bedouins!” Chris cleverly deduced. Moabite was touched when he heard Chris’s answer. “How could he think of such a simple, concise, and 100% correct answer?”

After asking this question, Moabite sat silently. He talked not to anyone. M was talking to his sister-in-law, Umm Ud. M wife was occasionally talking to Moabite. “What does your brother study? You study in Jordan University? How many years have you been studying?” Moabite was asked. The TV was turned on. It was a Syrian soap Oprah. “A person doesn’t get bored with all of these shows!” M’s wife commented to Moabite. Moabite didn’t have an answer and only gave a smile. He ignored the TV and tried to figure out what important subject is preventing M from talking to Chris. It seemed that M was discussing something very important with Umm Ud. Moabite lost hope in M. “He won’t talk to Chris! It is non of my business. I am not talking to him.” Moabite thought, “I have many questions to ask, but I won’t to make any further damage to my image in front of Chris.” The situation continued this way for more minutes. There were about 6 children in the room. All of them were, as yesterday, looking at Chris. This time, however, TV shared attention with Chris. Children would look at the TV, then quickly look back to see how Chris is reacting to whatever is shown on the Channels. The situation continued this way. “M,” M’s wife grabbed her husband’s attention. “You have a guest!” He sounded like a mother banishing her son. “Talk to him!” M was very interested in his conversation that he didn’t even respond. He just continued speaking. Moabite kept silent. Chris tried to take interest in the TV. Chris tried to smile between now and then.

Finally, Chris said in broken Arabic words that he was tired. He left and Moabite followed him as a child follows his father. They walked together to Chris’s house. It was less than 50 meters away. Moabite, still, didn’t say a word. Chris commented how the sky is clear. It seemed that Chris was anxious because he didn’t correctly locate the hand of the house outside gate. “Nice to meet you!” Moabite said just before Chris was about to disappear behind a wall. Chris responded the same sentence. “You know something?” Moabite almost shouted to grab Chris’s attention because Chris almost arrived at the door of his house. Chris stopped and walked toward Moabite as if he waited Moabite to say something. “I don’t know you name yet!” Moabite commented. How ironic? Moabite had spoken with Chris for hours and hadn’t asked him about his name! “Chris!” Chris simply answered. “I…” Moabite muttered. Chris understood Moabite and answered after little hesitation, “Moabite!”.


p>Moabite continued walking toward the direction of the house of his aunt, he said at last, “Nice to meet you!” How irrelevant! Moabite didn’t know what to say! The same sentence was repeated from the yard of the house. Moabite went to the Layer’s house to check what happened with the potential buyer of their land in Ws. He didn’t find the layer. Later that evening, the Layer called them and told them that the buyer thought that the land is very tall in length. Moabite, courageously, called Hussien and told him that they only wanted to sell one piece of land. Hussien said that he only wanted to buy the two. “Put yourself in our place, will you sell the two pieces and put the money in bank?!” After hearing this great explanation, Hussien didn’t comment anymore. Moabite continued, “If you happened to want to buy the land, call us!” Next and lastly, “Thank you Abu Sa’ed!”.