My name is Islam and I am writing about my school. My school is beautiful and clean. The pupils are polite and good. My school is called AMAL Kseifa Abu Rabe'a. My school name is good and great. I go to school by bus because I live far away from the school.  

In my school there is a big garden full of trees. There is also a big playground. My school is divided into two sections: Junior high and High school.  Most of the students come from unrecognized villages where there are o electricity, water or any services. In my school I learn many subjects: Arabic, Hebrew, English, physics, chemistry, biology, history, geography, computers, technology, sport, civic, etc. my favorite subject is English.

My name is Omar and I want to add another thing. My school is very beautiful and it is one of the first schools in the area. In my school there are many teachers from different places and from different religions. Most of the teachers are Muslims, but there are Christians and Jews too. The principal is a nice man and my class teacher is Maha; she is very good and she teachers very good too. In my class there are 27 students; 10 boys and 17 girls. these pictures are for my school before 3 weeks in a sandstorm for nearly 2 days.

I am Omar who is sitting in the middle. I live in Kseifa and I am 14 years old. I have many friends in my class. The one to the right is Ahmed. He is a good friend and I like playing with him. To the left is Adam. He came to my class this year only. Mohamed is the one who is standing. He is a good football player. We all play in the class football team. I like my friends alot and we spend most of the time together at school. After school, we can't meet because everyone of us lives far away and in different places.  We sometimes do homework together and help each other when one of us forgets doing his homework.

My name is Reem and my friend is Nada. I love Nada very much because we are playing, reading, going to school together, and are in the same class. Nada is my favorite friend because she looks like me. I wish we could be friends for ever.

My name is Nada and it is my turn to write about our friendship. Reem is my best friend. We are friends since childhood. We are very good students. Reem is great at school. We keep smiling all the time and we love flowers. We also love trips and love the English lesson as well as Hebrew and Arabic.

My name is Islam. My first day at school was difficult. At first, I didn't know anything in my new school. Then, I left my old friends, teachers and my school. Therefore, I felt bad and sad because I didn't know the new students, the new teachers and my new class. Everything seemed new to me. I couldn't even describe this feeling. It was so strange. I hated it from the first day. But after a while and when I got to know new students, we became very good friends and I realized how wonderful the teachers were. However, there was something that I didn't like and it was that girls didn't play any kind of sport and couldn't go on a two-day-trip like the boys. In any case, I want to thank all he students, especially my class because they have been helping me to cope with my new school and to overcome all the difficulties. Thank you all for everything.

     

This is me Adam again. Today I am going to tell you about my classroom. My class is the most beautiful one at school. There are many beautiful things on the walls, the windows and the ceiling. I love my classroom, my friends, and my teachers. We cooperate in working in our classroom and we decorate and draw together. Every week, we have a special lesson to arrange and clean our classroom. We also plan trips, parties and talk about what bothers us and what we want to do. We help each other in everything. We work like one person and we care about each other and about our classroom. Because of this, we are the highest class, the cleanest class, and the politest students at school. 

   

  

Mansaf is a traditional Bedouin dish that is served in special occasions. When there are guests or when there is party or a wedding or death, mansaf is the main and meal. It contains stewed lamb with sauce that is made from dried yogurt. The lamb meat is put on rice and Bedouin bread "shrak" that is specially prepared over an open fire. Sometimes, the mansaf is made from chicken, but it is usually for the family and not for the guests. And  it is also used with Bedouin bread only. On the top of the meat or the chicken mansaf, pine nuts are spread and some cooked vegetables. This dish is commonly eaten by hands.

             

I am Ahmed and I am writing about the Bedouin coffee. My classmate wrote about the mortar and I am going to tell you about the coffee. Bedouin make coffee on fire and the Bedouin grind using mortar and pestle in the presence of the guest. They put the water and the coffee in a kittle called "bakraj." They boil it several times and add cardamom to give it a good taste and smell. They don't add any sugar to the coffee and it is quiet bitter. The bakraj stays close to the fire to keep it warm for the people to drink. They drink the coffee in a small cup called "fenjan".  They put small amount in the bottom and drink it in a single mouthful. If you don't want to drink more, you can shake the cup. The coffee is so delicious and it is a sign for good hospitality.  

My name is Natheera and I want to tell you about the mortar which is an essential tool for Bedouins. It is made from iron or wood; especially from the oak tree. The Bedouin use it for grinding the coffee beans and the cardamom. The aroma of the coffee is so sweet.  In the big ceremonies like wedding parties or any other occasion, Bedouin use it to make coffee and while grinding the coffee, the man produces beautiful sounds and music. Today the mortar is an integral part of the Bedouin folklore. The following link will show some of the sounds of the coffee grinder in a tourism tent.   But, the pictures are for the one I have at my house for my father and grandfather who uses it when he wants to make coffee.  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-fYE8P2oNc&feature=related

My name is Rana and I want to tell you about the tent. Some Bedouins live in tents .the tents have two parts, the maga'd and the maharama. The men live in the maga'd, they sit and talk there with guests. The women live in the maharam. They cook food in there. Their guests visit them there too.

 Welcoming guests is very important to Bedouins.Bedouins give their guests food, water, coffee and tea. They also give their guests a place to sleep. Bedouins burn out to welcome guests. 

Nowadays, most Bedouin people live in houses from stone or metal. The tents are built during the weddings in order to keep the traditions and it is a large place to have many people.  

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My name is Omar Alkoran. I live in kusifa and I go to school every day. I love my school and love English. I Listen to music and play computer games in my home. I am 14 years old and I love the life. I have friends. My friends are Ahmed, Moath, and I have a new friend . His name is Trad. Trad is sitting behind me in the picture. My teacher is Maha. She is very good.

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My name is Adam and I am 14 years old. I live in Tal Arad in unrecognized Bedouin village. I come to school by bus. I am in 9th grade.I moved to Kseifa Abu Rabe'a school at the beginning of the year. I have many friends now and I love my friends who are in my class.

My hobby is playing football and swimming. Every day I play football with my friends. But I can’t swim because there is no swimming pool.  

    

My name is Trad. I moved to my new class before 2 weeks. I want to write something about myself. I have six brothers and one sister.  My father works from six clock. My mother is a housewife.  My grandfather died 5 years ago and my grandmother is sick.  My   treesfamily has garden around our home. We plant many kinds of trees. 
I learn in a new school in kusifa and in my classroom there are 27 students. In my new school, I have met new friends. Their names are Ahmed and Omar who is in the picture with me. I also have a new home-class teacher whose name is Maha. When I finish school, my uncle take me home with him to Allageya, my village.