Dear readers, as many of you know me that I’m not that kind of popular girl who has a ton girlfriend in her group, I was sitting in the university’s library as I met this mysterious girl who was reading quietly let’s call her Sia, so I decided to ask Sia about something I couldn’t understand in the book I was reading, and she started to explain to me that thing in small details, I was like waw are you at the first year as well? and she laughed and told me no I’m not, I’m actually and the second and I was like wow she has a great memory, (when someone remembers what they studied the past year it means that they were devoted to that work), so we kept on the conversation going and we spoke about a lot of stuffs in less than one hour, I don’t find a lot of people whom I feel relieved to speak to these days… the library time was off, so we had to say goodbye to each other and leave…
I didn’t even give her my number, nor my email, nothing, I looked for her a couple of times in the library, I’ve gotta admit that she had an impact on me, I wanted to get to know more about this Sia…after a few weeks she showed up near my class with a huge bag on her hands, and then she was walking toward me, and I was so happy to see her, we kept on chatting for a few minutes and than she gave me that bag telling me it was for me, and I was like what’s on it? she said all my revision resumes, copybooks, notebooks, and exam questions, I was like WHAT are you serious? seriously nobody brings you the key of how they got good grades and become the first of their classes, I was really surprised because people don’t give their stuffs usually, so I took them and I was so happy, and thanked her she told me I know you’re serious about this whole thing, you deserve these, good luck, and then she left again hurrying ….
I didn’t see her for a long time…Finally, she decided to appear the past week, and I asked her about the reason why that she was skipping lots of university courses, well she kind of ignored the question at first, but then I kept asking and insisting to know, I did not believe what she told me, she was having two jobs one in the morning and the other one after 4 pm, and then I saw tears on her eyes, I told her it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it I understand we all need money for certain stuffs, and you’re working and chose a decent way to get it… and then she replied no it’s fine I’ll tell you: and as she was telling me her hands were shaking, she said my parents got a divorced one I was 3 months, I was like okay lot of parents get a divorce, then she replied : yeah but I never met my parents, they threw me to my uncles, and each one of them left in its way, and as she was saying that she kept crying, I have to admit that she shook all my emotions and I cried with her, she said that her staying on her uncle’s house is paid with that money she earns, she broke my heart after hearing that, and adding to all that work she said that she was making cookies and selling them to the cookies stores, with a cheap sum, it’s so unfair, for a twenty one years old university girl to have all this suffering to study, I was wondering whom are we supposed to blame?? is it the Algerian system that is not offering enough money for these kids? or her parents who left her when she was three months old, or must we put the blame on that mean uncle that is swallowing this little girl’s energy, money and time….
As I was holding her hand and feeling so speechless, I told her hang in there girl because you’re very strong, don’t let all this hold you back from where you are and who you became, and her eyes were focused on mines as she was motivated, she said no one would understand what I’m feeling unless they lived the same thing, I can’t deny that I agreed with her when she said that, but I replied, I do understand, I know what it feels like to not have love at all in your life, and be the one who has to live with the missing of intimacy, well I don’t literally know that but I had times where I felt hated, and no where was beside me, I just kept telling her to focus on her schoolwork and leave the morning work to attend her courses and explain this to her uncle, and she was listening carefully I gave her a few methods how she can satisfy him with a small amount for now, honestly her story is what I watch on movies, I could never believe that these materialist category can exist in a cultivated society as ours, well after all I don’t think they are, not all but some, I just wished that there was a way I can take Sia home with me, because a gentle and a nice person and a hard working one as her doesn’t deserve to have a life like this…..
Sia opened my eyes to see that living, and working hard is much much more than taking good grades at school, and home cooking, cleaning …. After the last time we met, she had an influence on me, though she was crying and feeling down about her situation but after a few minutes she wiped all her tears and started to smile and to make jokes like nothing of this is real, she’s so strong, she’s strong to defeat all of this by herself and never go ask money from anyone, and does it in a very decent way, she’s so strong to keep all her grades high for the past years, she’s so strong to live in this torturing world without being afraid, she doesn’t complain, she doesn’t get tired, but she has her moments like anyone of us do everytime things run out of control….for me being fearless is being Sia, being this strong great girl whom is unstoppable…
I learnt a lot from this young lady, she opened my eyes to a lot of stuffs I couldn’t see….I’m so happy that I’ve met her.
I think we really really really must stop complaining about how bad our lives are, and start cherishing the blessings we have around us and count them one by one and be thankful for every small one of them….it’s the best way to find what we’re looking for, to be who we are, to be strong, to be able to combat with any thing no matter what it could be! As long as we’re here we have to make a trace that we were really here.