Because innovation is not a talent, but rather an acquired act that requires from us the will, persistence, and determination to do the thing in the correct manner required, I present this story, which I want to be an example for us so that we stop saying that innovation is a talent and that we do not all have it.
The rise of the Third Reich, World War II, the fall of Nazism, the disintegration of Germany, the rise of East Germany, the fall of the communist states, the fall of the Berlin Wall, the disintegration of the Soviet Union. Terms that may pass over in history books, but they carry dozens of questions: What really happened? How did families who found themselves on opposite sides, divided between opposing ideas and warring countries, live? What does it mean to live in a country that suddenly disappears, and the enemy becomes part of the homeland?
The first thing Maxim Leo learned was to refrain from any questions, even about his family history. Twenty years after the fall of the Berlin Wall, he too decides to break the wall of silence in order to understand what really happened there, with his family, with his grandparents, with his parents, and with himself. To answer the most difficult question: What was so important that it made us strangers to each other even today?
The poetry of Sheikh Sultan bin Salem Al Qasimi was a directed speech, a documented history, a drawing with words, pure emotion, and mature thought. His poetry was visions of light and a lamp in a niche. It deserves to be read, studied, and followed, especially since it depicts an era in which reading and writing became scarce.
This research discusses language as a distinctive feature of a society (Syrian society), and monitors the changes that have occurred in it as the political, economic, cultural and social circumstances of this society change according to the context in which events take place, especially in light of the wave of protests that swept many countries in the Arab world in the context of what was called "Arab Spring"; The linguistic change witnessed by this society was shaped by the collective influence of those regions that witnessed these protests and is spreading thanks to the globalization of cultural communication that exists now.
I wrote the ideas I wanted to convey...what I wanted to reveal...this is a revelation...displacing talk from a heart full of goodness and burdened with silence...perhaps I did not follow the method in which books are written...because...oh dear reader...oh human being. Whether you are male or female, I did not write for someone to evaluate me and to gain appreciation from some and criticism from others, while being prepared to accept and welcome it if it is constructive, honest, and purposeful.
But I am writing to dialogue with you.. to exchange with you.. to chat together.. respond to me as you read.. talk to me.. address me.. I hear you, understand you, and listen to you.. object.. disagree.. and agree.. make me a person close to you.. a friend. Dear to your heart... and do not judge me... leave the judgment to the Creator of the universe... respect my difference from you... and accept my belonging to my human, cultural and intellectual identity... and remember that we are all from Adam... and Adam is from dust.
I promise to respect and appreciate you and thank you for choosing my book and adding it to your precious list. Take care of it and put it in a warm and beautiful place.
Thanks ..
