Carnival Crush Part 18 - Chasing Liberty

“I LOVE HIM” she blurted out!

It hit me like a brick wall…. everything came back to me now... yes right!!! when we sat at lunch and she didn't touch her food... back in the carnival when she was sooooo damn quiet... malha 7is!


Fajer fell on her knees sobbing, crying, whining, …. Oh my god, what did I do to her??


The four girls and I simply stared at her totally SURPRISED!

Usually when one of us feels a teeny weeeny hint of a crush, we’d be running to each other, squeeling and saying ‘I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM HE’S TOTALLY THE ONE’

But why was she soo quiet about it? She should’ve told me so I would step back from the first place.


“since when” was all that managed to escape my mouth after that huge heap of surprise.



“Since the first time I saw him in the carnival with his Kaki Shorts and polo t-shirt.”

“why didn’t you tell me?’



“I didn’t know he’ll be sticking around very often, I thought he’s just like the rest of the guys who visit… just come.. yi6amishon… then leave… oo 5ala9 I don’t see him again!”




“inzain…. What now??”


The rest were still just staring with jaws wide open…


“Jood, I LOVE him… I’m crazy about him. I can’t stop thinking about him. Please, just let this one be for me… I know he’s the right one.”



“FAJER?! Ishga3a itgooleeen ya3ne? tabeene ahidda?? NO WAY!’


“JOOOOD PLEEEEEAAAASE”


“Fajer!! I love him more than you do okay?”




“No you don’t!”



“yes I do!!!”




“How do you know???”




“I JUST KNOW okay?”



“JOOD….” She tried as much as possible to control her anger.. “intay a78ar insana shift-ha ib 7

ayatee… il ananiya mistawliya 3alaich… ma shift mithilich! Il 9bayan misti3ideen yogfoon TA7AT reelich 3ashan ta36eenhom wayh… oo intay 5allaeteehom killihom oo ri7tay 7eg illy ana a7ibba oo ma ra7 it5aleena 7attan 3ogob ma gitlich inny maynoona ib 7obbaaa!!”

She turned around and left the big room… leaving the Noor, La6oof, Sara, Fara7, and me, just stand there looking at the door squeak as it closed.


La6oof snapped out of it and looked at me…

‘el7een fee sha’3la ana moo fahmat-ha ib salfitich bil hosha oo hel 7osa…. Ana shako?”



I didn’t even look back at her and just ran outside the room after Fajer….


Once I opened the door, I fell flat on my back… OOOOOOHHHHHH!!! THAT HURTS
I looked up, and it was my mom…. Ugh maaaaaaan!!!

She didn’t even look down at me and apologize.. nothing… she just skipped me and went to the four girls sitting in circle in the middle in the room. Each girl looked like she was slapped at least 4 times…

My mom joined the circle, and they made a place for her.. I also sat…

We all looked back at each other knowing trouble was coming…

“Hala banat shlounkom?”

“zaineeeeeen 7ayateeeee mashkoooora maaatga9reeen” Noor was the only one that managed to reply, all of us were frozen with fear….


“yayya bas2alkom 3ennnn…. Fawaz etha it3arfooon 3anna shay….” And she turned at La6oof who’s face was now red.


“ana ma3arif shay” la6ooof got up and left the room.



A777777777777777!!!! Yal5aaaaaaaaaynaaaaa!!!!


I took a quick glimpse at Noor and Fara7, the only two that remained with me….

Fara7 nodded reassuring me that she was with me…. I just love that girl!!!



Noor 6ab3an ma tadree wean alla ga66ha… kanet ga3da i66ali3 her split ends in her long hair….


“wean Fajer???”



Fara7 and I both answered at the same time….
“ra7et il 7ammam” “ma tarayyiget”

Ooops! I stared at Fara7 with my eyes wide, and she stared back too.

“No.. ya3ne we mean inna… she… ra7et il 7ammam oo ba3dain bittarayyag..”


My mom was more confused then we were…


“ooookaaaay…….. inzain….. shinu il salfa goolooliyyaha… i3tabroony koborkom.. 9adee8atkom.. yalla”


Ha! Good one mom! You will NEVER and I repeat… NEVER understand….

“la2 5alty il salfa 6weela.. bas 3rfay inna Fawaz ihwa il mathloom.. oo S3ood ihwa il ‘3al6an’



“bas law s3ood ‘3al6an.. chan ma yab 6are il salfa 7eg omma… 9a7 kalame willa la2!’




“la2.. 3adil kalamich… bas yimkin min his point of you inna ihwa il 9a7.. bas min the rest of the world’s point of view, ihwa the biggest meanest guy in the world”




“OLA OLA OLA …. Shimsawee ihwa 3ashan kil hel kirh??”




“……..…”

ifff ifff ifff ifff omi 7anana oo malgoofa oo ifffffffffffffffffffff.... lazim ni6la3! a7is iny captive 3indaha.... abee freedom!!! lazim a6la3 al7eeen or else ra7 anfijer oo agoolaha kil il salfa.. oo that's definitely not what fara7 and I want to end up with, mom knowing everything!


“banaaaaaaat.. gooloooooooleeee…”



“5alty tara 7attan i7na man3arif il salfa 3adil walla… ya3ne i7na 5ayfeen ingoolich shay yi6la3 ‘3ala6… 3araftay?? Oo ya3ne 7aram.. ma nabe nathlim a77ad.’



“kil hatha oo ma thalamtaw S3ood?”



“Yommaaa… bas ma nabee in7ish..”


“7abeeebteeee.. hahahaha! Intay a5er wa7da titkalimaen fahma???”



“la2 9ij, 5alty, i7na 8arrarna inwagif ilyom’



“ee mashala… inshoof…… alla ytamim 3alaikom bas” (sarcastic) ugh!


“yalla Faroo7 warana shi’3il 9a7?? Imshay 7ag groupna!”



“ee 9a7 Jood oo i7na lazim ingoom el7een….. yalla 5alty… i7na masheen.”



“bas yomma… 7i66ay ib balich… kil shay galeh S3ood ihwa il 3aks tamaman!”



My mom just stared at us blankly as we got up and left, analyzing everything we just said.


Then when we got out, we heard my mom yell “bas hatha groupkom” bas we totally ignored her hehehe!




“Good save!”



“thanks!!! You too… 7addich you stood beside me when I needed you!”


"afa 3alaich! TA3ALAY hehehehe 5alaina Noor broo7ha!"

"hehehe ashik inha la7ithat"

" el7een 5andawwer Fajjooor”



“ee yalla”



We ran searching for Fajer, so we sent her a text message from my Black Berry:

1 sent message
To: Fajoooor
Fajjooooor!!! Weeeaaannniiiich??
We looked for you EVERYWHERE!!

I turned to Faroo7

“what now?”

Carnival Crush Part 17 - Girlfriends can fight over stupid things

Heeeeeeeeey everyone it's TUESDAY :D !!!!

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“la2ana i6ridta Nawal, oo ana abee at2akked min il bint nafs-ha 3ashan at2akked inna i7na moo thalmeen il walad.”





NA3AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM??????????

I jumped on my feet!!


So far, this was the worst news I heard since knowing I failed in the World History Final Exam….


This can’t be happening!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


WHY?!?!?!

5ara 5ara 5ara 5ara 5ara feeeeeeeeeeek s3ooodoooooo… AKRIHIIIIIIK!!!!


I was just staring blankly at our beige carpet, and then I realized my mom was calling me..

“Jood? Jood?... haw jood!! Shfeech?? JOOOD!!”



“ha?”




“way3a! shfeech?"




“la2 la2! Bas yomma maskeen il walad tara 7adda mathloom! Walla tara ihwa moo msawee shay!”





“ma3nata intay 3arfa il salfa! Oo 3arfa il bint illy ihwa mit7arish feeha 9a7?”




“ta8reeben”




‘Golleeeely minu? 3ashan akalimha!”




“huh? Uhhh…. La6ooof!” SHIT “la2 bas yomma, ya3ny maskeena ihya 7aram ya3ny, galatly ma agool 7eg a7ad, 3araftay?? Ra7 tikrahny etha kalamteeha, la2anna ma3nata ana chathab-t 3alaiha.. yomma please latkalmeenha”


I was talking too fast, my mom was barely listening. She eyed me confused.


“7abeebty, 7abeebty, ana bissayara ma3assalama”




My mom got up and went down the staircase



“YOMMAAAAA WAIIIIIIIIIIIT!”


I grabbed my green marc by marc Jacobs clutch and ran after her trying to catch up… shit shit shit, what the hell did I just do???

I got in the car, and we were both very silent….

Unfortunatley, Fara7 is the only volunteer with us that has a BB… so I BBMed her…

Jood: Faroooooooooooooooo7 SHIT
Fara7: shfeeeeeeeeeeech??
Jood: la6ooof is in BIG trouble
Fara7: shimsawya ihya?
Jood: ihya moo imsawya shay, ana illy imsaweeta!
Fara7: a7777777777777777
Jood: I know!!!
Jood: PING!!!
Fara7: haaaa?
Jood: shasawy al7eeeeeeeeeeen? My mom is gonna
talk to her
Fara7: let her act
Jood: ok
Jood: bas goleelaha
Jood: PING!!!
Fara7: okkkkkkkkkkkkk

Adreee!! I was a bit 7annana, hehehehe, bas shasawy 7addy 5ayfa!

As soon as we got there, my mom was extra curious to know the “salfa”!! uughhh… MOMS!! I left my mom standing there and ran to Faroo7. As soon as she saw me, she grabbed me from my white dress and dragged me to the Group Three 8a3a…
There I saw all the girls mityam3een; Noor, Sara, La6oof, and Fajer, as soon as we made some noise as we walked, they all turned and looked at ME….

“waaaaaaaay yommaaa it5ar3oon!!”

No one smiled, nor laughed… it wasn’t time for my jokes!

Oookaaay then…..

La6oof: “Joooooood! SHAKO ITGOOLEEN 7EG OMMICH INNY ANA IL SABAB LAISH INNA FAWAZ IN6ARAD???”
I should describe La6oof for a second:
She is tall, thin, white, and has light brown hair. She is SUCH A NICE person, I’ve never seen a nicer person than her when it comes to having fun. But once someone crosses the line with her… the beast within emerges! Trust me, you’ll never want to see that.

Inside, I was soooo frightened she might EAT me! But I tried to act as coooool as possible as I talked back to her, but ofcourse.. the rest of the girls didn’t even give me a chance!!!




“FAWAZ IN6ARAD????” apparently, Sara had no idea of what was going on!


“AY SHAAAAY!!” (Fajer) hehe! Even Fajer


“7araaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam” aaand even Noor….


Sara looked at me…..

“Oh my god, Jood, I’m sooo sorry!!!”


“Why?” Fajer looked at me questioning.


“Long Story’


“We’ve got time,” her eyebrows were down, she looked too focused, she sat down and pulled me down to sit facing her.


What’s the matter with her???


“Fajer… there is no time! We have a bigger issue with La6oof here”


Even SARA was staring at her confused.

Sara plopped down next to me, both of us facing Fajer.

“Niiiiiiii6raaaaaaaaaaaaaw!!! Shinuuuuuuu haathaaaaaaaaaaa??? Laaaaaaaaiiiiish anaaaaa maaa adreeeee shiiiiiisaaaaaalfaaaaaaa?”


Even Noor was furious in a very delicate way !!!

Sara stood up! Finally she was willing to put things back into order…

‘Look guys… in the carnival, Jood, here, had a big fight with S3ood.. because she had a crush on him and he totally digarha when she told him she loves her,”

Noor, Fara7, Fajer, and La6oof all gasped

‘By mistake!” I quickly added.

“Anyway, Fawaz had a major crush on her the whole carnival. And Jood here only noticed it when he supported her when she was crying!
So here, in the Camp, S3ood was totally 7mar and totally ignored her and Fawaz because they love each other… I think! And when Fawaz was talking to Jood aside, S3OOOOD decided to yida55al.. and it ended up with Fawaz and S3ood Fighting!!”

The four girls gasped again!


“and S3ood LI7MAAAAR fattan 3ala Fawaz, and now Fawaz is fired!’


Fraaaiii7oo ishta66at oo ingizet 3ashan togef “5en sawweee STRIKE!!”


“WHOAW! WHOAW! WHOAW WHOAW!”


Fajer iwgifet ba3ad oo ga3da it5izny 5azza 7a8eeeeeeeeeera!

Shfeeha Fajer???? Abbiii, ihya 7adha bint ityannin oo 7laewa! Shfeeha faj2a gamet taglib 3alay???

“Jood… do you LOVE Fawaz??”



First, I stared at her surprised because of her sudden anger, and then I starred at her like this was the stupidest question I have ever heard in my whole life “ee”

“oo he loves you back?”




“I think”




Faj2a Sarooo itlaegifet “YOU THINK??? EEEEEEEE! He totally ADORES you, Jood’





Fajer stared at Sara then stared back at me, “Does he know you love him?”



That was the hardest question yet…. But what’s the matter with her?? She's irritating me!



“Fajer… madre…. Laish? Shfeech?”



Suddenly tears stared to fill her eyes, all her anger drifted away… she stared at me in total pain….

“I LOVE HIM” she blurted out!

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I got out of the bathroom at 1:30 PM. I dragged myself back to my group, as soon as Sara saw me, she ran to me and jumped on me to hug me!


“Jooood! Tara walla we’re soooo soorrry!”


“3ala shinu?”


“Tara walla ma kan 8a9dna inza3lich, bas kina ga3deen inta’3ashmar wiyach’


“mita?”


“ha? Shfeech 3el lunch’


“huh?!”


“La7tha! Intay laish gomtay min il lunch table?”



That was when it all came back! OMG they all thought I got up and now I came back crying because I felt bad when killihom kanaw yi6anizon 3alay.


“LAAAAAAAAAAAAA2!!! SHAAAAAAY THANYYYYY WALLAAAAA!”



“7LFAY? I7na i5tara3na!!! Chan gilteelina malat 3alaich 5ara3teeena!”



“hehehehe! Sorry! 3ad intay bint 5alty il mafrooth it9eedeenha wihya 6ayra!”



“Sha9eeed?”



“il salfa ille ana za3lana 3alaiha!’



“Ay salfa?!”


That was when I started telling her everything, and I mean EVERYTHING starting from the carnival with S3ood then when I met Fawaz and when he told me he had a big crush on me. Then, what happened just now, Fawaz and S3ood punching each other and fighting because of ME.
Meanwhile, the kids were busy with their toys and reading with a teacher and all these 5arabee6, we were just supervisors to help around.
Sara’s jaw kept falling, and I kept closing it for her.
Honestly, I don’t blame her!

* * *

At 5 PM the first day ended and all the kids went back home.

I saw Fawaz and S3ood each leave their separate ways to their homes with bloody noses and blue bruises all over them.

* * *

Monday was one of the longest days, I was desperately waiting for Tuesday.

When Tuesday finally came... Gimt 3el sa3a 6:30 AM marra thaniya oo 9irt jahza at 7:00 AM. Fa ri7t il living room an6er ommi it5alli9.

I wore a DKNY white summer dress ma3a green marc by marc jacobs clutch oo bright red flats. i straightened my short hair oo 5alaita maflool. oo i applied a red lipstick.

Oo ana ga3da bil living room an6er omi itbadil.... chan tiyeene ommi oo ig3idet yamme imjabletny oo she looked me in the eye..

Uh-ooooh! Who died?



“Shfeech, yomaaaa??”





“salamtich, yayya as2ilich intay shfeech”




“huh?! Ana….. ma … feeny shay”




“la walla! Shakka ib jawabich ana”




“yoma shga3a itgooleen?”




“bil carnival ashoofich ittibachbibain 3ind li9byan… oo ana m5aleeetich! Laykoon 3abalich ana ma shiftich!!! Laaaaaaa, tara ana shiftich oo ilkil shafich ba3ad! Bas gilt... la2 yimkin bnayte 7aboobti 3indaha sabab mo8ni3... oo gilt ana iny a5aleech intay it9al7een moshkiltich min nafsich.. mo kila ana ily imjablitich oo a3almich.. il mafrooth ya3ny intay ib hal 3omor it3arfeen shino il 9a7 oo shino il '3ala6!.... Oo el7een ib hel camp im6ay7atle miyana wiyya wa7id lay3arfich wala it3arfena wala y9eerlich wala it9eerleenla... oo al7een bas 3ad! 3adaitay 7doodich 9ara7a!”




My jaw kept dropping more and more and more, the more she continued, the more my mouth opened up. I know who shayash ommi……. S3oooooooooood !!!!!!!!

I squinted my eyes as she continued.

7mar 7mar 7mar!! Shfeee hatha?!?!?! Ihwa ille la a3arfa wala y3arfne wala y9eerle!!!! 7MAR 7MAR 7MAR! WAYID 3INDA INNA ANA 9AY3A! IFFFFF YINARFIZ! ANA BINT MITRABYA 3IND NASS OO 3INDY A5LA8 OO A3ARIF SHINU IL 9A7 OO SHINO IL ‘3ALA6! FA IHWA LAISH YITLAEGAF????????????????????

“Jood, 7abeebty shfeech?”



“salamtich”




“la2 feech shay gooleely” amazingly, she was very calm this time. She is really taking this seriously. TARA WALLA IT’S NOTHING … BAS S3OOD IM5ARBI6 FOG RASICH YOMMAAAA SHFEECH MA TISMI3EEEEEEEEEEEEN?!?!





“la la wala shay’




“in ma giltay ra7 az3al”





“la2 bas inny 3araft al7een minu illy gayilich kil hal 7achy!”




“haw !!! ee 6ab3an!! 5altich Nawal”



“5ALTY NAWAAAAAAL???”


SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

LI7MAAAAAAR GAYIL 7AG OMMA BA3AD!!!! ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
AL7EEEEEEN ANA 6I7T MIN 3AIN OMMMMAAAAAAAA, MA RA7 IT7BNY 5ALA9!


“haw! Ee!! Shfee wayhich chthy ma9foog?!”




“la2 bas mista’3riba!”




………………………..





“3indy so2al…..”





“shinu?” Alla yaster….




“it3arfeeen Fawaz LiFlani?”



‘ee yomma, hatha ihwa illy yishti’3il ma3ana”




“mit7arish ib bint 3indikom? Oo 9aret salfet 6eg ba3ad?.... 9a7??”



“huh?! 5alty Nawal gaylatlich ba3ad.”



“ee walla, s3ood 7abeeby gayilaha oo moo rathy ygoolaha minu il bint ille Fawaz mit7arish feeha”



“Laish mohim it3arfeen??”




“la2ana i6ridta Nawal, oo ana abee at2akked min il bint nafs-ha 3ashan at2akked inna i7na moo thalmeen il walad.”





NA3AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM??????????

I jumped on my feet!!


So far, this was the worst news I heard since knowing I failed in the World History Final Exam….

Carnival Crush Part 15 - Rumble and Grumble

“hahahaha! 3ady 3ady! 3al a8al raja3teeha”



“heeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! Shinu ya3ny baboogha??”



I noticed that everyone laughed… except for Fajer… I looked at her plate, she didn’t even touch her food.. what’s wrong with her?? Is she sick or something?? She haven’t even spoken a word since we sat down… something is definitely wrong!


That was when I also noticed that S3ood was looking at me disgusted from the fact that I was im6ay7a il miyana ma3a Fawaz. Ishyaby hatha??? Ish-hel ligafa?

Law y9eerly aw shay, chan ok. Bas ma 3arfa 3adil a9lan!!!

Fawaz noticed and turned around to look at him, he eyed him, then S3ood eyed him back.



OH NO! I don’t want to be the reason of 3adawat-hom.


Fawaz looked back at the watch, then back at me and smiled.

S3ood looked back at his burger and munched through.

I looked at my fries, but I felt awful, I’m soo not in a mood to eat anymore. I got up and walked away. Everyone was looking at me wondering what the hell I was angry about. The only 2 people that knew why, were S3ood and Fawaz.

Fawaz got up and came after me.


“Jood, wait!”



I waited.


“Shfeech?”



“La wala shay! Bas barid 7eg my group a66aman 3alaihom”



“ga3deen yit’3addon ma 3alaich i66aminay. Inzain… uh… laykoon im3a9ba 3ashan S3oodooo”


“shrayik?! Ya3ny Fawaz, intaw mat3arfoon ba3ath, oo hathe awal marra itshoofoon ba3ath oo chithy mo3amalatkom oo ana il sabab!’



“ha? Shfeech, oo il carnival shinu?”




“Bil carnival inta bas yeet yomain... oo most of the time wiya rab3ik... ma midakom it3arfoon ba3ath. Bas Please Fawaz, just give him a chance, tara walla ihwa 5osh wa7id, ta3arraf 3alaih, lat9eeroon chithy. Itha 9rtaw chithe, ra7 yikoonoon hel shahrain a6wal shahrain bitmiroon feehom, oo the worst memories will happen in this summer oo I don’t want this to happen, ok?”



“3ogob kil illy sawwa thak il Tais, itgooleen 3anna chithe?”



“Fawaz, ihwa sawwaaa 7aggy ana moo 7aggik!”



He stared at me for a moment, then smiled “wallah il 3atheem, oo kany a7liflich, innich a7san insana shift-ha ib 7ayaty.”


I smiled back at him.


He kept staring at me, looking at me right in the eye. Then, S3ood came to us.


I looked away, oo Fawaz iltifet willa yshoof s3ood warah.


“Shtaby inta?”




“Ana shaby willa inta illy shtaby? Wa55er 3anha yalla! Jood ta3alay!”



I was staring blankly, from Fawaz to S3ood, then from S3ood to Fawaz. No please, this is just the first day.


“WA55EEEER 3ANHAAA!”



“ana illy imgarrib minha willa inta illy lazig feeha?”


“Ishtaby feeha a9lan?”



“inta illy shtaby feeha?”




“latig3ed itsa2al as2eltik il bay5a hathy fog rasy YALLA, goool!’




“ABEEK ITWA55ER 3ANHAAA!”




“inzain bas 5ala9 please siktaw!” they weren’t even listening



“Jood ta3alay ma3ay! 3rfay ma9la7tich oo ta3alay ma3ay. Wallaaa ana mabe minich shay, maby ‘3air ma9la7tich. Hatha bas ib yil3ab feech oo yg6ich bil shwari3 nafs bajy il banat illy la3ab ib mo5hom”



“WHAT?!”



“NA3AAAAAAAAAAM?” oooh nooo! This is really bad!!!


Fawaz jumped on S3ood and punched him on the face. S3ood then rolled over Fawaz and kept punching him on his stomach.


‘S3OOOOOOD WA55EEER 3ANNAAAAAA”


Fawaz pushed S3ood away from him, stood on his feet, and dragged S3ood from his shirt to stand up.

I didn’t believe my eyes.


S3ood punched Fawaz on the face, letting his nose bleed.

“S3OOOOOD!”


Chan Fawaz yisde7 S3ood marra thanya oo madre shinu kan yisawiy bithab6! Kanaw athnaenhom minsad7een 3el arth oo bas ga3deen ykaf5oon ba3ath, YANAW YANAW!

I ran up to the both of them and slapped each one on his cheek. It felt good slapping S3ood, but it really hurt when I slapped Fawaz, I didn’t want to do that but I had to!

They both stopped and looked at me shocked from what I did.

“ATHNAENKOM 7AMEER OO YAHAL… ZAAIN????”

I turned away and I walked to the girl’s bathroom, locked myself in one of the stalls, and cried until I was out of tears.

Carnival Crush Part 14- The Lunch Table Gathering

****Sunday, June 7****

I jumped from my bed as soon as the alarm clock started ringing.


I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and towathait.


I 9allait il fayer, and went to my closet to find me something to wear.


I pulled on beige shorts and a yellow polo T-shirt (the one with the collar and the big horse at the back). I wore yellow flip flops from ice berg and my yellow raybans. I looked so ‘summery’.

I grabbed my Black Berry with the hot pink cover and walked outside to the car. I checked my watch… it was 7:00 AM… GOOD! I am half an hour early to the camp.

As the car was driving to the summer camp area, I BBMed Fara7:

Jood: Waaaiiiinich?
Fara7: Kani, Kani
Jood: Shnu ya3ny kane? El7een intay wainich? :P
Fara7: LOL I’m in my bed :S
Jood: YALLLLLLAAAAAA GOOOMAAAAAY
Fara7: ok kani bas give me one minute oo agoom
Jood: La2, el7eeen itgoomeeen.
Fara7: ok ok bye!

That was when I remembered…. SHIIIIIIT!...

“Bakash! Bsr3a irja3 il bait!”



“la la”


“Ha? Shnu la2 la2? Irja3 il bait el7eeen nisait shay!”



“Offfffff”




6a3 hatha!........ 7MAAAR



I don’t care how late I am to the camp, bas il mohim inna I don’t forget Fawaz’s D&G watch, it’s been with me since the last carnival.. ollllaaa ya3ne ta8reeban three months.. abbaeh badda3t oo 7adda fashla.. kaefa il sayig 5el y67es!


Once he arrived home giltla: “in6er digeega” and I quickly ran inside grabbed the bag which I carefully placed the watch in and hid it in the cabinet somewhere so I won’t lose it, and I ran back outside to the car.



“Yalla Bakash roo7 7ag il Camp”



As he drove kan ga3id yit7al6am…

“Shino hada? Ana yroooh yrja yrooh yrja! Sheeno? Ana mako shokol ana?’




Iffff 9ak rasy, bas 6ab3an ana male shi’3il feeh, ana ga3da a6affer fraeee7ooo!!

Jood: yalla fara7 ma 5alla9tay?
Fara7: Shfeech intay? ana bi6ireej ifffffffffff
Jood: LOOOOOL!!! 9arly sina an6rich 3ind il gate 3afya 6reeej
Fara7: so2al intay issa3a cham ga3da?
Jood: 6:30 :D
Fara7: 9ij inich fathya
Jood: laa oo mishta66a ba3ad! ;)

3 minutes later… garrabna 3ind il summer camp….

Fara7: YA7MAAARAAA
Jood: LOOOOOOL
Fara7: im5ar3atny oo m3aylatny 3al fathy… wainich yalla
Jood: Ana kany bi6ireej
Fara7: BATHBI7IIICH

I finally reached the summer camp. The whole park was used and a kindergarden that was right in front of the park.... both of them are for the camp.i looked at my watch: 7:30 AM

The only I things I had in my hands was my BB with the Hot pink cover, and the VaVaVoom bag that had Fawaz’s watch.

At 8, all volunteers arrived; Fara7, Sara, Noor, Fawaz and his 2 friends, and 2
other friends of mine called fajer and La6oofa (she hates the name li6eefa) and the last one, unfortunately, S3ood. Errrrrrrr!!!!! In total we are 10 volunteers

5alty 7i9a gathered us all around her in a corner of the large area with the red bricks on the ground.

“Hala wala ib 7abaybe, shlounkom”


Killina: “zaineen”


“ok shoofaw” bla bla bla she went on talking about stuff and things I didn’t even listen to. Then she said she had to divide us into 3 groups.
Group one: girls from 6-12
Group two: boys from 6-12
Group three: boys and girls 3-6

Noor, Fara7, and me went to Group three. (with the cute little boys)
Sara, La6oofa and Fajer went to group one
S3ood, Fawaz and his 2 friends went to Group Two

At 9 all the kids came and all of us went to our separate groups. It was sooo much fun! 12:30 was our lunch break and all us, volunteers, gathered at a table outside and started eating our McDonald’s meals. S3ood really, really, really irritated me. He was sitting at the far end of the table and not talking to anyone, not even the boys, at least not in front of me. But when I’m around, he doesn’t talk… ya3ny wai3 wai3 wai3 maleeee8, shinu ya3ny?

At the lunch table:

“Fawaz…”



“Hala Wala”



“Shoof shybit’


I gave him the VaVaVoom bag



“Shino hatha?”



“ee inta shoof!’




“Zooooo8aaaaaaa yibteeeelaaaa hadiyyyaaaaa????” (Noor obviously)



“Laaaa2”



“OLLLAAAAA!!! MIN MITA OO HATHY 3INDICH??”




“hehehe! Min thany yom il carnival tathker lama fi9a5t-ha oo 3a6aitniyaha 3ashan ta7ady?”




“OLLLAAAAAA! Law tadreeeeeen ana shkther ga3d adawerha!!!!!!!!!!! 7atta ledarajat inny nisait 3anha oo sharait wa7da ydeeda! oo ana agooooooool laish thalith yom ana yait.... ta5ayilay... laman wi9alt chan ag3ed oo atani7 oo 9ar feene... ana laish yay????”



“hehe! Yalla 3ayal, 3el a8al el7een 9ar 3indik sa3tain!”




“waaaaaaay Jood, sh-hal borood!” (Fara7)




“ishtabeen??? Ya3ny ishtabeeny agoola? Huh?”




“it2assifay shaaaaaay!” (Sara)




I looked at Fawaz and gave him my puppy look asta3bi6… “sorrrryyyy”




“hahahaha! 3ady 3ady! 3al a8al raja3teeha”



“heeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! Shinu ya3ny baboogha??”



I noticed that everyone laughed… except for Fajer… I looked at her plate, she didn’t even touch her food.. what’s wrong with her?? Is she sick or something?? She haven’t even spoken a word since we sat down… something is definitely wrong!

Carnival Crush part 13- A Talk with mama

****3 months later… (June) ****

“Jood, 7abeebty, ta3alay, 3inde lich 5abar mohim!!”



“Na3am yommmaaaaa??”



“Haa??? TA3ALAY IHNEE YALLA BSR3A!! bagoolich shay, haw!! Shfeeha bnyatna?”



I walked to the living room, after I just got out of bed.




“TAWICH GA3DA MIN IL NOM???”




“ee” it’s good I didn’t stumble to the ground when I said this, I was soooo sleepy.




“inzain, ma ‘3assaltay?”





“umm… la2”






“We3!! Roo7ay roo7ay ‘3aslay!! Haw shfeech intay hel ayyam?? 7attan mat’3asleen 3ogb il nom?? Shfeeeeeech??”




“yommmaaaa… intay ille nadeateeny min dary 3ashan ayeey”




“weeaaaaaaah!! Yalla bsr3a rikthay! Roo7ay ‘3aslay oo ta3alay.”




I was sooo tired, I can barely walk. Yesterday was my last exam, so my friends and I went to the Avenues to celebrate summer!! FINALLY! Ma ba8et il madrisa it5ali9. wallllaaaa malllaaaiiina!! 6aget chboodna minha!

I walked back to the living room, where ommi kanet tan6erny impatiently.

“Hala yomma?” I had more energy now.



“wa2a5eeran???!!! Ma ba8eatay!! Kil hatha 7amam?!”




“hehe! Inzain yalaaaaa… shinu ille kintay bitgooleena??”



“ee, agoolich, ana oo Nawal oo 7i9a naween insawy camp 7eg il yahal. Oo ib hel camp ra7 yikoon fee wayid activities oo anshe6a yistefeedoon minha. Methalan… ra7 inyeeb nas min il3oloom il mare7a everyday bil camp, oo ra7 yikoon fee art sessions oo kill hathe il ashya2 ille itsa3id il 6ifl inna ynamy hiwayata. oo ra7 insawy il camp ib nafs mokanna il awale, 7adee8et keifan... oo ra7 yikoon ib re3ayat Flex Kids oo Baroue.”



She was talking in a very informative matter, only I didn’t listen, ofcourse. I was busy jumping up and down the couch!! FINALLY! I’m going to see Fawaz again!! I missed that guy soooo much!!! This camp is going to be a blast!



“Haw! Jood 7abeebty shinu intay shathy?? Gi3day 3adil 5alleeech lady, 5ala9 intay kibartay 3ala hel sowalif. 3glay 3glay! Mita ta3gil hel bint ya rabby! Chem 3omrich intay el7een?”



“waaaaaaaaay yommmaaaaaaaaaaa! Ya3ne may9eer il bint tistanis??”



“y9eer oo laish may9eer. Tistanis bas 3ala rikada”



You’ve got to be kidding me!


“3omre 16” stubbornly.


“mashalla la ela2a ila allah, kbarat kbarat bnayty!”




“inzain, agoolich, yommaaaa, il mo5ayam chem moddita?”




“2 months!”




My jaw dropped to the floor.



“ya rabbeeeeee, ana madree shga3da gool tawny!”




“sorry, sorry! Bas abbbaaiiiiiiii! Wanaaasaaa!”




“ee walla wayid wanasa, bas agoolich ihwa 3 ayam bil week. Ya3ne yom Sunday oo Tuesday oo Thursday”



“ee ee zain wayid wayid zain”



“oo moo y9eer nafs il carnival ille ib February, kil shway tabcheen 3alaina, willa imsawyatlina salfa oo aflam, tara ha! ana killlllish mali 5ilg.... aw tit2a5araen!!! oo shinu ba3ad??? eee ee titlazzigean bi9bayan!!"



“YOMMMA???!!!!!"


“ee, oo lama r7tay tit’3adean wiya s3ood awal yom broo7kom, hatha shesamoona?”



His name, itself, made me want to vomit.



“may9eer 7abeebty chithy, intay a3gal oo a7san min chithy”





“ee oo il zaffa illy ta36eenyaha jiddam il nas kil shway… hatha moo kafy?”




“haw ba3ad ana baraby binty wish3alay min il nass?! Oo a7san 3ashan tit3alimean”




I rolled my eyes, I started feeling sick not only from S3ood, but also from this conversation. I wanted to ask her just one more question…



“Yomma.. mita yabde il summer camp?”



“yomma, 7abeebty, yabdy yom il a7ad.”




“oo ilyom ay yom?”




“ilyom yom il yim3a, haw! Shfeech?”


“ee, ee 9a7!”



Just today and tomorrow until I see Fawaz........