Criteria: Plural for (Criterion): A standard, rule, or test on which a judgment or decision can be based. See Synonyms at standard.
I have downloaded Rev. Martin Luther King’s, Jr final speech “I’ve been to the mountain top”, which he gave on the night before he was assassinated on the 3rd of April 1968. His all speech was great, but what I really like the the most was the little story he mentioned and then build up the rest of his speech on it.
The story happened when he was in New York signing autographs of his first book. When he was sitting signing autographs, he was (stapped- I don’t know how to spell this word correctly, I bit you cann’t too? Can you? if so click on the comment link below and send it!) by a blade in his chest. Luckily, he was immediately sent to hospital where he knew that the tip of the blade before the blade would had cut on his main artery. The next day, it came up in the New York Times that if he had merely sneezed, he would had died. Dr. King received many letters from all over the USA after. He received one from the USA president, vice president, and the governor of New York. But he said that he forgot what those letters said. But, till now (Him saying), I still remember that one single letter:
“Dr. King I am a ninth grade student at the white planes high school. While it shouldn’t matter; i would like to mention that i am a white girl. I read in the paper of your misfortune and of your suffering and I read that if you had sneezed you would have died. I am simply writing you to say that I am so happy that you didn’t sneeze!“
I have decided to talk a walk to visit the hills overlooking Mujib dam, it is relatively close from my village, Smakieh. How close? It took me almost 2 hours on foot. What about the area there? Oh my God! The scene was marvelous; the black rocks, the valleys, the dam, the sky, Wow! Every thing was incredible. I took some photos, enjoyed the landscape for a little time and finally, set off for my journey to home before the night comes.
But on my way back home, I faced what I haven’t ever experienced even in my most
dreadful dreams. I have always heard about the Gangs in the USA and Canada and how
every Gang controls a certain part of a city. But Gangs in Jordan! This is what I haven’t ever heard of. But is this true? Is there no Gangs in Jordan? What would I say?! Just read on.
Walking on the road. Suddenly, I was surrounded by almost 12 gangsters, making the most fearful sounds. To make the situation more clearly for you, remember what you felt when you heard the sounds in any thrill movie, (i.e. Scream)
“What do they you want from me? I am sure that I am not in any Gang’s territory, I am just walking in the government street, this street belongs to all Jordanians?!” I thought with a loud voice. “May be they can understand what I say and go away!”.
I talked to my self: “I haven’t ever hurt anyone of them?!! They must be mistaken! It is my first time to come to such a distant area! They must be mistaken, I am not the guy they are looking for!”. I continued thinking: “Is it because I am Christian? But how did they know my religion? My cross is hidden as usual under my clothes. But wait a minute, do such creatures have religion in the first place?”.
The situation got worse, now they were surrounding me from the four directions, I couldn’t walk or run into any place. They began to come closer and closer, closer and closer, what was I doing?! Don’t laugh at me! But I was waving with a metal stick, as if they would be afraid of such “superweapon”. It’s time to say good bye to life, “Go away! Go away!”, a sound came from somewhere. Do dead people reach heaven doors that quickly? Are those the words of Saint Peter telling me to take the the way down to hill? But why? It is true that I haven’t prayed a lot during the past few years. Still, I am a good hearted man. What happened after I heard that voice? Did I go down to hill? Of course not. I didn’t go down not because I am a good hearted person but
rather, because the “Go away! Go away!” wasn’t directed to me! It was for the gangsters. Thank God! I was still alive. They were the words of their big boss, the shepherd, they obeyed him immediately and left me alone. Why? Because they were dogs reared by this shepherd![ One of the beautiful photos I took during my most dreadful walk ever. The handsome guy in this photo (Me!) is standing on the hills overlooking the Arnon valley (Al-Mujib), you can see Mujib Dam in the Background. Don’t you think it is a very beautiful photo? Of course it is because I am present in it!]
“They set out from there and camped alongside the Arnon, which is in the desert extending into Amorite territory. The Arnon is the border of Moab, between Moab and the Amorites.”
Those are two Acronyms that someone always find in front of him…
GPS: Global Positioning System
GMT: Greenwitch Mean Time
Yesterday, Mr. Alex from the BBC site used the two sentences I submited! I was like reading the blog when I came to the paragraph where he said:
Anyway, let’s move on and talk about some grammar. Thanks to everyone who tried the homework questions. Jameel from Jordan’s answers were so good that I’d like to use them here as examples:
1- Practice: The BBC site advises foreign learners of English to practice listening to native speakers so as to improve their listening skills.
2- According to many people on this planet, appropriate measures should be taken in order to reduce CO2 emissions. Other wise, one day we will have to pack up our belongings and go to a new planet.
(Jameel, please note that I’ve made one small vocabulary change.)
I was like extremely happy and delighted that the chair was shacking because I wanted to express my happiness to finally having my work being recognized. Later, I submitted him later a comment telling him: (You really made my day!).
At almost 16:15 this afternoon, the electricity went off causing me to start my daily trip earlier than the usual time which is 17:00. I wore the Sport Pajamas pantaloon that Umm Asad brought to me on the Tawjihi results, and a black shirt which seemed very (cool) to me. One unusual thing today was that I didn’t wear socks in order to try how does it feel! Now after going and coming back: It socks!. I would better wear ones always since they not only give you comfort but also you feel more control of your boat (simply because when you are not wearing socks, the sweat that is secreted isn’t soaked by anything so it is left to make me slip my foot in the boot).
At precisely 6:30 I started the walk from the lower gate of our house, as usual with a metal staff and a stomach filled with huge amounts of water since I don’t take any water with me. I preceded through the usual road tell I reached a cross road; either go north then eventually going back from the western road (In red). Or, heading west then coming back from the northern road( the green one). What do you think I’v chosen? I had in my mind to visit the northern parts of the wood, and to avoid going and coming from the same road (the northern one) I decided that I will head to the western road (The red dots) first in a kind of circle road.
As I headed towards the western road I saw Husni Al’Oudah and one of his four sons heading towards Mohammad Al Rahashidah – Whom I think that he quite his school he is always with his goats and owes-. Mohammad was standing almost at the edge of one of the fields which is planted by either wheat or barley, the point that I want to make is that Mohammad seems to have entered this field. However, when Husni and his son arrived there, they simply sat on the ground and seemed to me as if they just came to her for nothing specific. But after a little bit, I could see some intense movements and facials from both sides. By this time, I have passed them so I don’t really know what happened next. However, I can predict that (nothing) happened simply because most Christians in in my surroundings are coward and quitters, people whom you can not rely on them to gain you a right. I will not enter into the blame game! But I believe that there are multiple factors, but I would like to demonstrate that being coward and quitters by nature –as some people will simply say- is not one of those multiple factors.
I met some azami man on a tractor, I courageously looked at him and raised my hand (This body language means: Hello, peace be upon you, hi, etc.) At the same time he was also saying (hello) raising his hand. I’m proud of the way I dealt with this situation. Although some may say that it is very simple, but for someone who was people-phobic is not a small thing.
Having passed Raoff’s ex-farm, I met Abd Al-Kareem who was once our shepherd and whom mother was a friend of my late grand mother- (I believe that his mother is still alive. Although that she is very old and is blind, but I believe that she is still alive since if she is not, my father would for sure knew!). He stopped his tractor and asked me to go with him, I thanked him politely and explained to him that my aim is to just walk. By the way, before he stopped, he accidentally hit a big rock which was lying beside the road. I felt very embarrassed for this situation. I believe that this wouldn’t had happened if I simply stopped when he firstly talked to me while driving his tractor. This is one thing that Jameel should learn: “When people talk to you, for god’s sake STOP”.
I reached the point in the road which represents the cross section in the northern and eastern road as shown in the map. It was 5:10 when I was there. On a future walk, I should try to measure the time taken if I used the northern road. I followed Abd Al-Kareem tractor in a road that I’ve never go through which went east. Tomorrow I will tell you about the new possible ruins that I’ve located and the ancient dam and well too.
At the farthest edge of the wood I saw a small hill having a lot of black stones of the same size piled in groups!!! I don’t think that it is a natural thing since the black rocks are on a hill that do not have such rocks. Moreover, I found many shreds of pottery in and around the place.
Heading back to house, I also found by accident what appears to be an ancient well. How do I know that? since of the size of this well and the style of building it. Moreover, no one either from my village or Bedouins will build it in such a remote area. Since there is a Roman watch tower at a small distance from it. I can deduce that it might be a roman well!.
One last thing. When looking east from the ancient site I mentioned above, I could see one green tree standing in the valley!!! it is weired to see a tree with such green leaves to grow alone in the desert. I think that I should visit it in spite of the valleys and hills that I should walk through in order to reach it!
This Walk was on Thursday, May 10, 2007. By the way, it is the same day of my graduation from Wassieh High School last year.