Back Then...

Do you remember the days, when people used to be equal? When the difference between the rich and the poor was no more than a piece of land, when we all ate the same bread, drank the same water, wore the same clothes and played the same games?

Back when stones were something we played with, not something people use to break the windshield of a car that they will never be able to afford, or shed the blood of a stranger in the street?

Back when finding that little plastic soldier in a bag of corn snacks would make our day? 

 

When we would wait for the weekend to come to get our “Majallet Majed” and be able to find “Fodooli” hiding between the drawings?

When games had no wires, and tree leaves and mud would make a “Bait-Byout” game so alive?

Back when the mornings of El-Eid will be filled with the smell of baked Ma3mool, and when we wouldn’t sleep the night before waiting to wear our new outfits?


Do you remember when she:

 used to present the news, instead of having to listen to these:

When commercials were catchy songs, and everyone anxiously waited for the series that came after the 8 o’clock news cast?





Back when Jordan TV and Syria TV were the only channels we watched, and Jordan TV would air children’s shows at four o’clock for a couple of hours on weekdays and at ten a.m. on Thursday and Friday?

When education was education, and teachers were role models, principals were highly respected and we would stand up when they entered the class room? When getting ready for a new semester at school meant shopping for stationary, and notebooks, pencils and erasers were something we looked forward to buying?

When university graduates knew something, and when universities were sacred places?

Do you remember when our blood had no price? And when a bleeding person didn't have to pay 15 JD to get a unit of it? It cost nothing back then, but somehow, it had more value, it was precious, it meant life, and now they're selling it.

p.s. This song reminded me of those days