Shendi Institute of Education Rare opportunities for a luxurious life.. Show us how the institute was in the past, Bakht Al-Rida – Scenes and evidence – ✍️ Absher Shajarabi
Republished on Teachers' Day.
Commentary and narration by professor *Heba Ali*
Attract attention and spark sorrows and memories
The institute is luxurious and magnificent
A system of life, arrangement and taste
I was born there and our eyes and minds were opened to the mothers of 6 intellectuals who mastered all the details of sophisticated living (*teachers' wives*)
*Fathers of scholars* (A thousand mercy and light descend on the graves of those who have departed.
A. *Babakir Al-Khalil Al-Tayeb* and the Sufi inspirations of an English linguist, a gentle man who shaped many things in us.
Our uncles. *Mohamed Othman Oshi*. *And Omar Ali Abu Al-Hassan* A. *My partner and Habib Abdul Latif*
The beauty of the houses and the educational environment in Al-Hillah.
Morning classes, sports, gymnastics and rehearsals for Science Day and Institute Day
Theater and an image in my mind of a theater student covering his body in dust and chanting the word *(Homeland)*
Music, arts and the beauty of what opens our minds
Department of Geography and History and teachers (method)
My father, the man we found, draws a map of the world from all sides and with all materials as quickly and skillfully as possible.
His students work with him like a hive of artistic paints. For cards designed with stones, colors, wood, fabrics, paper and chalkboards
The tailor and the train whistle as if talking about the institute in greeting
Voices of the Quraish on the railway
Chasing *(Sabra)* who scares Hilla chickens every night
My cousin *Hassan Nasr* and my aunt *Noura*
Our beautiful houses, ant gates, banyan trees, flowers, good mornings and nativity scenes
*Comer* The Shendi institute and market, and the needs of families are met by (*Mohamed Abdo*)
Last week we visited a place as if we were coming to EndWeak.
From (Harvard or Pennsylvania)😅
This was the true feeling of anyone born and brought up in educational institutions.
At that time, the teacher of the Institute of Education was prestigious and powerful
Hats off and tickets for the train (sleep class).
I remember the institute's kindergarten, Tashash, and the red dresses 😅
It was the land of light
And the point of knowledge
The cradle of culture
And the spirit of arts and beauty
On the occasion of this post, greetings and love to my peers with whom I lived my childhood at the Institute of Education
And thanks to my parents, we have the greatest opportunities and the most beautiful life in a sophisticated and noble society. May God grant him health and well-being and enable us to gain more from his vast sea of knowledge.
It is a child's memories, not memory and memories, but the energy of place and the lure of knowledge that have etched the depths of what a person can remember.
Being born and raised in educational institutions is a responsibility and a step that will make you a traveler on the path, looking at the sun and observing beauty.
I must apologize to the intercessor, Kent. In their heart, in the heart of my red wheel 😅
The world is full of luck and our luck was good
Educational institutions are rare opportunities for a luxurious life 😍
