Mackneen Day|Invent a holiday! Explain how and why everyone should celebrate.


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Invent a holiday! Explain how and why everyone should celebrate. In Algiers, Algeria in particular…Thanks for the great idea!

                                                   _DailyPrompt

Bird by bird, by Anne Lamott

"Thirty years ago, my older brother, who was ten years old at the time, was trying to get a report on birds written that he'd had three months to write. It was due the next day. We were out at our family cabin in Bolinas, and he was at the kitchen table close to tears, surrounded by binder paper and pencils and unopened books on birds, immobilized by the hugeness of the task ahead. Then my father sat down beside him, put his arm around my  brother's shoulder, and said, 'Bird by bird, buddy.  Just take it bird by bird.'"

http://www.vanityfair.com/culture/2015/12/gabriel-garcia-marquez-one-hundred-years-of-solitude-history?src=longreads&mc_cid=8bcca4b585&mc_eid=82b128761f#1

“Outside, it was the 1960s, the pre-America modern history…”

I was browsing the new look of Daily Prompt, when I stumbled upon the prompt: invent a holiday, which I  had skipped earlier, at the moment when it was issued. In fact, the whole blogging stuff I was doing since 3 years;  it was  all about, and  around  the mean idea: which is, how to convince people, and make them adhere to that idea: The making of the first day of Spring, a Mackeen’s Day_ like The Earth’s Day, The Tree’s Day, and all the same as there is so many others Day’s to celebrate year around;  it is a so vain, and simplistic idea, at the same time, then am I so credulous to that point, to be naïve  to believe in such a dream. A symbol, utopia, a sogrenue as  point of view. The 21st of Marsh, First day of Spring, or the 19th which is tha day of the cease-fire, and the proclamation of independence of Algeria; the choice is yours…

So, let me explain it, little by little, first;  “bird by bird”: _I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings_Maya Angelou

_El Macknenn, The Algerian Goldfinch _ The Chardonneret Parva, if you prefer, it used to be the companion of my childhood, also was the musing pet of the Algerian songwriter, “El Baji,”who wrote the song– “El Mackneen-Ezzine”– (Oh, Beautiful Goldfinch,) in prison; it was in the late 50s, during the time of war, when Algeria was a French colony.

It is considered as A hymn to Freedom, sort of, this is, for the anecdotal.                 At that time, there was a saying; and by analogy to it: “Sing, oh my canary, Sing!” that the Paras– the French soldiers of that times– who used to say it to the prisoner and singer, during the interrogatory  process, to let him talk about, see _The Battle of Algiers, a Celebre film as a reference.

_The purpose of the blog: it touched my feelings when I saw the scene; at the beginnings, when I returned home to Algiers, Algeria,  some 3 or 4 years ago. I went  to the village named Oued-Roumane, to visit my parent, it is a  little town  in the country side of Algiers, at a throw stone from the capital, which country side exists no more today, or what remains of it by now,  is no bigger than  a patch of greenery on the map, in the heart of what was to be known as a large greenery band, the banlieue of Algiers of olden, the Green Belt; The Fahss, whence in time of the French Colonies, where colonies settlers had estates, wast farms, and mansions, sides by sides, to the native people’s small lots of terrains.

It was a spot on the map, at the outskirts of the Capital, in the last century, where the urban dwellers who used it as a getaway where they went in villigiatures, and for picnics, then. And now, the landscape is transformed in to highways, and in to urban buildings,  and sumptuous villas; it is the price or what we call it, the toll to be pay for; Modernism obliged. But, then where the stockings hurt the feet is;  the  environmental habitat, Kadouss _ a small bourgade, hidden between a luscious , and exuberant greenery is the home of  the species_ El Mackeen, the Goldfinch. Furthermore,  it  constituted its natural habitat, since there were so  many watercourses, and the preferred kind of  seeds, the  food for the bird, that especially existed only in this area. The dark side of it is, the  sewer canalization  of new cities, replaced  the watercourses, besides the voracious  asphalt tarn that covered the roads and had eaten each inch of grass, au passage.

Then, the birding, breeding and all the pet stuff business  had, by the end, finished the job, when  everything taken over,  in the late decades_snobbishness is contagious  per se,  to the ridiculous point that the species becomes endangered, and by the fact that everyone in the community, suddenly is  in a want of  a goldfinch, as a pet in a cage…Coco Chanel, its First Class A. Then emitting people  it’s  a way of life, No comment…

Chaabi,The Algerian Blues An hour of delight

This was touching,  the story of El Bahri El Baji–180 lbs of Poetry, and a piece wisdom, that It’s to hard to translate in to words, but just to listen to it. I’ll do my best to translate the interview soon, I promise…

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I am an autodidact writer, and enough of an artist, to draw upon my imagination_I can't pretend here, to imitate Einstein's expression, nor to profess having enough knowledge of that sort, credit is, where credits due, noblety obliged, nor to build equations, or lost gravity, still having this audacity to emitate Mr. Einstein one's expression is a crime of Lese-majeste, and to not for being an imbued person, first, pardon my intrusive Introduction, but isn't it an imitating someone, the same like of gardening and planting coliflowers? Maybe Orchids... Secondo, I just have borrowed his quote _"knowledge is limited, imagination encircles the world ", for the pumps and circumstance, and just for the sake blogging, put it that way down to paper, and to fancy make an old dream of mine comes true, perhaps one day, and if time permitting, a would-be a writer and having enough ingredients for writing prose and possibly poetry _Thankful always to my reader for stopping by, and To all the followers: Thank you for following my blog, regularly, and by your likes on my posts, you're encouraging me each time, to persist and strive to do better for blogging than the sensational, and to take the risk to be boring sometimes ; please send me your feeds Thanks you again extra large for your patience _Modestly speaking: _Inspirational Dr. Seuss's quote: _“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And You are the one who’ll decide where to go.” ― Dr. Seuss

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