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I will never forget the day when Iraqinvaded Kuwait, it was on august the 2nd1990 and as every one knows how peopleoften like to talk about what they weredoing when some major event occurred.So I'll replay the screen of my memoryand show what was I doing that very hotday, for it was imprinted on my mind andchanged my life.I woke up that Thursday morning at thecontinuous voice of bombing, it was far butvery fearful. My husband was a doctor andhe had a night shift in the hospital, so Itook the telephone and called him. Astrange feeling came to me that squeezed
 
my chest when the nurse answered tellingme that my husband never had a nightshift on any Thursday.I know that Kuwait was invaded from atelephone call from my parents. Asking meto leave my apartment with my fivemonths son and stay with them for acouple of days.Two major events in the life of a 22years oldmother in oneday.I rose, dressedand drovemyself to my parent's house with my babyon the back seat. Tears covered my face,shaking from fear, but I decided to bestrong when I saw his face on the rearmirror, strong. At least until I arrive home.It seemed that it was the end of theworld. I parked my car, grabbed my son,my parents were waiting for us. That Iforgot to mention, I'm their only daughter. Ihugged my father. Thinking that I was
 
crying only for what happened to Kuwait,which that alone struck me in my heart.During those moments, it felt as therewas no one else in the world but us.I remember every thing about that day,when I was sitting in the kitchen, searchingthe radio channels for news that wecouldn't watch them because it was takenby the Iraqi invaders.I kept blaming my self of what happened,it was strange, but I did.It was unjust and unfair.A week passed. a very hard one ,and wenever heard of my husband , until weknew later that he was killed trying to fleeto Saudi Arabia .
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