Change is inevitable
In high school, we had an amazing Principal; Simon Willcocks. Everyone loved him. He was super cool, wore colorful bracelets and always made it a point to keep in close contact with all the students. The day he announced he handed management over to Jacky Watson and Shirley Daniel to fill in the roles of principal and deputy principal, all hell broke lose in school. Students were hesitant about the new management, but after a while, I guess everyone accepted, after all, it wasn't a matter of choice anyway. The new management implemented a number of successful practices at school. As years went by, the development process came to a halt. They got more 'comfortable'. Student needs began to pile up.
A group of students formed a committee and worked together to voice their opinions to management on behalf of the entire student body. They had regular meetings and planned a number of mini campaigns at school. When management continued to neglect their calls for change, the committee continued with their peaceful attempts to get the management's attention. The guys from the basketball team, a bunch of bullies jumped in; started to vandalize and threaten to destroy school property if these changes weren't made. They even got other students from public schools to come in and help them stir trouble on campus. Chaos hit school. Many students across all grades were expelled for 'vandalizing school property and accused of stirring nuisance among students'.
While the committee started off with a positive approach to get management's attention, the immature acts of those who randomly jumped onto the bandwagon tainted their efforts. It completely misled others from understanding their primary purpose: to bring about positive change for all students. These students were brave enough to stand up and demand changes. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have continued with my high school education at that school and I wouldn't have been the person that I am today.
To Those who opened up the doors of Freedom in Egypt: الورد اللي فتح جناين مصر
Today in Egypt, we witness greatness. A revolution. Today we witness change that older generations only dreamed of, or always or referred to as 'Da hy7sal fel meshmesh' "ده هيحصل في المشمش". Over the past 12 days, we all witnessed the rebirth of an entire nation. It's sad to say that it came with a lot of bloodshed, mounting oppositions, gunshots, fireballs, boiling water, tear gas canisters, camels and horses, but it still happened. Amidst all of these fast-paced events, Egyptians at Tahrir continue with their struggle to prove a point - that change must happen. They become stronger everyday.
Like many of you, I watched Wael Ghonim on tv today and still remain speechless. And like any other Egyptian, I want a better tomorrow for myself, family, friends and future kids. I want to see my country flourish. I don't want to have to live abroad to earn a better salary or make a more comfortable living. I want to accomplish all these things, without having to consider leaving to another place. 3yza abny wanafa3 belady.
Change has already happened in Egypt and greatness will continue to come our way, thanks to all the brave Egyptians who fought for this great cause. I can't help but feel overwhelmingly happy: Egypt is being liberated.
My prayers go out to the families of those who sacrificed their lives so Egypt can flourish. Rabena Yer7amhom gamee3an.
We're all unified by our love for this country. Now, let us start to rebuild what's been broken and work together for a better tomorrow for our 'Masr'.
Disclaimer: The names of people mentioned above are true, but the story is fictional and is merely meant to draw up similarities with the current situation in Egypt.