At the Carnival in Venice, a wealthy Mexican meets a person disguised as the last Aztec king of Mexico: Montezuma, who was killed by the Spanish conquistador Hernán Cortés. He also meets three European musical geniuses who filled the history of music with their immortal works: the Venetian Antonio Vivaldi, the Neapolitan Scarlatti, and the English-German. Handel. Did he go back to the eighteenth century? Or did they advance to the twentieth century?
In this masterpiece, there is a mixture of truth and fiction, a jump between dates, a mixing of characters and roles, falsification of facts, and skepticism of history, all brought together by Alejo Carpentier within a Baroque concerto in which European music meets African rhythms, and you can imagine the music that resonates within the lines. And the voices that get louder, and the breaths that stop...
My name is Olivia. I was born and spent my early years in the American village of Alfred. I lived with my mother, father, and grandfather in one house, but my father did not spend much time with us at home. He traveled a lot because of his work and meetings held abroad, when I was in In the first stage of my studies, my grades were low, and that made my parents constantly angry with me until the day came when I changed my way of thinking and began to work hard to get first place in the ninth grade. At that time, I began to become attached to aviation and everything related to it until I decided to become a pilot. I am a co-pilot or a pilot, and the credit goes to my father, who used to tell me about the planes and events that happened to him during his travels. I would sometimes tell him about my desire to travel even once, but he could not because of his work, which took up his time. One day, Director James decided To accompany the outstanding students on a ten-day trip to Poland during the summer vacation. I was very happy because it would be my first time on a plane. The trip was all that occupied my mind until that day came and the dream came true to board the plane, which in turn would take us to Poland, but What happened did not occur to anyone. The plane crashed hours before its arrival, and I woke up two months after the crash, to hear the tragic news, which was that everyone who was with me had died and I was the only survivor. I was thousands of kilometers away from my parents and I had no way to reach them. At that time, my health condition was deteriorating, and I was afraid to go on a plane again, but despite everything that happened to me, fate sent me people who cared for me as they cared for their children, and that was the beautiful Victoria family, who brought me back to life after the plane crash killed her, a family that encouraged me and stood up. With me every moment I lived with them until I overcame the fear of flying and achieved my biggest dream, which was to become a co-pilot. As fate would have it, I would one day return to my homeland after an absence that lasted ten years, during which I did not know what happened to my parents or my grandfather. I returned to my homeland, to my village. I found my parents there, and they had two children, but my joy of meeting them did not last long. The surprise that turned my happiness upside down was when I discovered that my grandfather had died, and I was longing to see him.
Big data spaces:
In fact, talking about “big data” is no longer a common thing. This term is not a fad, a fad, or a shiny new headline in the crowd of this century. Rather, it is:
- An undoubted fact on which the lines and paths of the future will be built
- A phenomenon that is not at risk of extinction whenever data emerges from us and to us.
- Think proactively against the times and the strongest is the one who has the greatest readiness to contain the momentum of big data with professionalism and tight management.
(The Emirates in the Heart) by Emirati poet Dr. Talal Saeed Al Junaibi, the first national poetry collection of its kind, consisting of one hundred pages, prepared to coincide with the centenary of Sheikh Zayed, the founding leader, may God rest his soul.
This national poetry collection deals with the Emirates, its symbols, its leaders, and its contemporary issues poetically, in an unprecedented edition that appears in the Year of Zayed, the symbol of the homeland and the nation, highlighting, commemorating, and documenting this pivotal historical time period.
From the portal of eloquent Arabic poetry and through the windows of thought and creativity.
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