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#NonFictionNovember: My TBR.

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Salam dear friends,

I hope you’re doing great.

Today, I want to share with you my #NonFictionNovember tbr. #NonFictionNovember is a challenge/readathon created by 2 amazing youtubers to encourage people to read more of the nonfiction genre.

They also help the participants by creating 4 -optional- challenges. They encourage readers to pick their books based on these:

New: this means to read a new release, or new author.. Whatever ’new’ means to you.

Contervertial: this is for books with contervertial topics and themes. This aspect may be universally contervertial or just personal.

Important: here you can read about any topic that you are interested in. For me, that would be anything: Translation, Science, Religion,  Feminism,  Literature, Human Rights, Self help, Cinema, Environment … ANYTHING.

Fascinating: this can mean anything that you find amazingabout the book. It can be the style,  the topic, a person,  a place. Again,  it’s a broad area to choose from.

Remember,  the main goal is to read more nonfiction books,  so if you hate that genre, give it a try and pick one book this month. If you normally read 1 or 2 try 3 or more, and so on and so forth.

So here is my TBR (and yeah, I know I’m late):

New: Pancakes in Paris

This a 2016 release. It is a book written by an American man who decides to open a restaurant in France. This is more than him telling us about his journey.  This is a book about his life, his dreams,  himself.

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Contervertial: Le Journal d’Anne Frank

I wanted to read this book for a very long time. Actually,  I’ve started reading it in French 4 or 5 years ago, then one of my friends had a copy in English, so I picked it up and read it. The problem was that that version was not complete qnd she didn’t have the second part. So here I am, determined to read it in French this time.

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This is count for contervertial for many reasons. First it was banned several times. Also, it deals with some contervertial topics and it’s written in a very contervertial period. And finally, it is contervertial because there is still a debate,  still some people think that it was not written by Anne Frank herself.

Important: How to Stop Worrying and Start Living

This is a book about living in a better way, living a better life. I started reading it months ago, I enjoyed it, but didn’t finish it. It is beautifully written and I’m planing to start it from the beginning insha’ALLAH.

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Fascinating: When Breath becomes Air

This a beautiful book about a beautiful human being. A book that is beautifully written, and that I really can’t wait to read it. I can’t say more, for now.

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Honorable ambitious TBR mentions (I may or may not read):

في الترجمة: A book about translation and its relationship with philosophy.

A Life in Parts: An ARC I received that is written by Bryan Cranston. It’s his biography from his childhood to now.

Guns: A reread. This is about the contervertial topic of violence,  crimes, and guns in the US. I loved the first time,  and I recommend it for sure.

That is all for today dear all. Talk to you soon insha’ALLAH.

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My Life in Parts: Theatre. . . Part |

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Salam dear all.

In this ” My Life in Parts” section of the blog, I will try to share with different stories and parts of my life. I hope you’ll enjoy it. Your feedback is always important.

Today, I want to share with you my story with Theatre. Theatre was a big part of my life in a certain period of my life, and sharing this with you is very important for me.

Actually, all this started thanks to the YaLa program that I’m taking part in. In one of the tasks, we were asked to write about an event or anything in our life that had an important impact on our life. I decided to talk about my favourite world as a child: Theatre.

For those of you who don’t know, I was a part of a theatre ’club’ when I was a kid, and so, this is my story, Part 1.

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A good time 😉

 

Theatre: My own Peculiar World

This story is not finished… yet.

In a world of cruel reality
It is somehow compulsory
To find a way
To stay away
To find magic
In some paculiar world of magic.

My story starts with a dream, a decision, and determination. It was at the age of 10 that I decided to be an actress (not for a lifetime though). I was that kind of kid who wants and thinks herself capable of doing different things at once. Our primary school organized annual auditions/training for an annual school play. And that year, I was determined to be part of it. It was a very professional play for a primary school performance. There were auditions and training before getting to be picked.

I loved acting mainly because I love anything that was magical, anything that was peculiar. And for me theatre has all the necessary ingredients to be the most magical thing in the world.

For days, all I could think of is that play and how it would be beautiful to be part of it. I was obsessed. I started imagining myself in different customs, playing different characters, and performing memorable performances. I would wake up on a Sunday morning, stare into the mirror, and start talking to myself, crying with no particular reason, then laughing out loud just for the sake of fun. That’s how I felt about acting, FUN. I even convinced my little sister to join me although she was not fond of the whole theatre thing. OK, to be honest, she hated it. I would act out different scenes in front of my parents. I loved playing the villain, just for the sake of making the evil laugh. Seriously, who wouldn’t love performing the ” muwhahaha” laughter.

It was Sunday morning, cold, cloudy, and beautiful. My favourite kind of days. I woke up early, woke my sister, got dressed. We were about to leave when I noticed that it is unusually dark outside. I checked the time to find out that we still have more than one hour to leave. I was that much excited. We sat at the kitchen table, waiting.

After the auditions and the training, I got picked for a main role in the play. I was very happy and proud. The play was called ’A Sheep Called Mabrouk’. It was about a small sheep that goes missing, the aftermath of this event, and the reaction of the whole forest.

Looking back, I realize that the play was full of symbolism. I played the bear, the wise character in the play, who is the leader of the forest. Somehow in that play, the lion did not have much role to play except attending the celebrations. It was the bear that gives all the rules. The bear was a wise leader, wise enough to care about its people, and to make them the only priority. This character did whatever it can to find the lost Mabrouk, a single ordinary member of the community. That taught me that any capable human being can be a leader. You don’t have to be the lion. You just need to be you. You just need to care.

 

To be continued. . .

Talk to you soon insha’ALLAH 😊 😊 😊

Back Again… Back to Stay… Maybe!?

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Salam dear readers,

Yes, it’s been a long long time since I posted anything in here. It’s the longest of them all.

The good news is that I’m still alive. YeeeY 😉 😉

But there are some things to talk about.

So.. Before starting blogging again; we need to talk; meaning I need to talk and explain, and.. confess. First, what is the problem? Why do I take so much time to blog? Is it time? Is it being busy? Or is it just because I don’t love blogging that much or enough?

Yes,sometimes I don’t have time, and sometimes I’m too tired. But that’s not an excuse nor is being busy or having so many tasks to do, or travelling; because there are times when I’m not.

The next question is whether I really love blogging; because it does not seem like I do; right? Well, I really do. I love writing and I love sharing all that with you. I really like sharing my ideas and my views with you. I like showing you what I love and what I don’t. I love the whole act, the whole blogging process.

Sometimes it is good to take a step back, and just be honest with yourself. I want to be a better blogger and I will work on that.

So, what should I do?

I need to change all that soon.. NOW.

I need to show that I care; that I really love doing this.
I need to be organized.
I need to work on my skills as a blogger.
I need your help.

The next question is: how can YOU help?? Well, it’s easy. Just give me suggestions, topics to talk about, ways to improve this, ask me questions, give me challenges,reasonable ones not the crazy type. I really hope you will help. Thank you in advance 🙂 😉 😉

This is all for today. I will talk to you very soon insha’ALLAH.

#My Instagram Share#: My Hijab

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Salam dear friends,

This is to share with you what I often post in my Instagram.

#Me-and-Hijab

#HijabToMe ⏩⏩⏩ I’m posting this to support @huffingtonpost initiative to introduce hijab, its diversity, and its beauty. Why do I wear hijab? Why am I so proud of wearing it? And what does it represent to me? Hijab is my way to show that I am a Muslim, and that I am proud to be. #Hijab is my way to show that modestey does not limit creativity, intelligence,  and confidence.  What really limits those is ignorance. My hijab is my way to fight against stereotypes. My hijab in an everyday reminder of who I am, and why I’m Muslim. It’s even a daily reminder of the reasons of my existence. Hijab is my way of showing my respect and love of my #religion and my #identity. Wearing hijab does not mean ’oppression’. On the contrary, it’s a very high/beautiful form of liberation. It’s part of my confidence and personality. I love wearing hijab. I love being a Muslim, and I will always be a proud to be one. Being a Muslim means that I respect my Islamic believes, values, and way of living. It also means that I respect/accept every other human in this earth, their believes, and ways of living. That’s what wearing hijab means to me. I don’t normally post my pictures,  but this is an exception, and it’s for a beautiful reason. The picture is a #tbt to my graduation day last #summer #2015. #me #being #muslim #muslimah #islam #morocco #marrakech #hijab #love #reading #books #bookstagram #photooftheday #photography #المغرب #اسلام #الحمدلله #women #حجاب #beauty #salam #kaoutar_chahbane

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I will try to post more often insha’ALLAH, after finishing the exams and the endless tasks and presentations 😉 I have many posts that are already written, but for some unknown/known reasons, I was not able to post them.. It will happen, I promise, insha’ALLAH 🙂

Talk to you soon insha’ALLAH.

January_March: Things that I enjoyed in the past 3 months

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Salam dear readers,

I hope you’re doing great.  Today I’ll share with you some simple things that made me happy, or rather things that just made a change in my life in the past 3 months.

Books

Reading 19 books in the past 3 months made me so happy, even though I didn’t enjoy many/most of them, but that’s OK.

Book hauls

I bought several books that I’m so excited to read,

A classical book haul, YAAYYY 💃💃💃💃. Yesterday, my little sister went to this book expository in #Casablanca, and I asked her to buy me some books if she was able to find them, and she did 💕💕💕💕 These are 6 beautiful classical books that I wanted to read and have my own copy of for so long. I really loved the covers, and I know I’m going to enjoy reading them insha'ALLAH 😊 😊 😊 I jumped from joy when I got them 😊😊 A little quote of mine: Happiness is a bunch of books you hold in your hands 😇😇😇 You’re going to see a lot of this in my profile for sure 😊😊😊 PS. Many thanks to mom, dad, @hafssachahbane, @mido.mouad, and @sarra_chahbane. Love you all 💕💕💕💕 See the magic of books 😀😀😀😀😀😁😁😁😁 One more thing, which one do you recommend me to start with? And what do you think of the covers? #me #reading #books #bookstagram #bookphotography #bookworm #study #blogger #followme #morocco #2016 #marrakech #rain #prideandprejudice #janeausten#classics

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and also my brother brought me this amazing copy of this amazing book

Me Before You

I’ve never ever seen a movie thriller and felt that I want to see the film right now like I did. I also wanted to go, buy the book, and read it. I didn’t do it, but this thriller is one of the best ones that I’ve ever seen. I’m not a romantic person , at all, but I actually was about to cry  watching this. If you haven’t watch it yet, watch it now. You can thank me later.

 

Leonardo Dicaprio winning the Oscars

I’m sure that I’m not the only one that was happy to see this finally happening. This man is an amazing actor,  and he definitely deserves it.

Morning runs/walks

No need to speak, this is the best thing that you can start your day with.

 

This one

Try to watch this without crying.

 

Simple things can and do make us happy, remember that.Talk to you soon insha’ALLAH😊😊😊

Keep on following my blog🔔🔔🔔🔔

My 2016 Bookish Goals

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Salam dear friends,

Today, I want to share with you some of my bookish resolutions for this year. I won’t be specified in my goals. I just will share what number of books and what kind of bookish things I want to do this year.

Read 50 books, if not more insha’ALLAH.

Read a classic per month.

Read 5 French books.  

Reread some of my favorite books.

Read some trilogies, 3 or 4.

Start some series.

 Read 10+ Arabic books.

Read some new genres.

Read translation literature. 

Decrease the number of my books in my TBR.

So those are my top 10 bookish goals for 2016. It’s a very brief post, I know. Talk to you soon insha’ALLAH.

 

Tina Fey in Morocco !!!

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Salam dear friends,

I hope you’re doing great. I didn’t post a thing during the last month. I was travelling and super busy, and…. But, I’m back now.

This post is a very fun one. During the holiday, I read many books; but Bossypants was the one that always in my bag for the last month, and has traveled with me to many cities, saw many beaches, mountains, rivers and roads. I liked this book. It’s funny and worth reading, though I didn’t like some parts ( a review is coming very soon).

Many of these pictures I’ve already posted in my Instagram account, follow me there (https://instagram.com/kaoutar_chahbane/).  In this post, there is a book and it’s in different places. Enjoy reading (actually, seeing :p ) .. Waiting for your comments 🙂

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No more words to write…. #TanTan #Morocco

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Salam dear friends,

On April the 10th, 31 people were killed in a horrible accident near the city of Tantan, southern Morocco. Among these people were innocent children, between the age of 10 and 14. When you hear something like this, you don’t know how to react or what to say.

In my country, people loose their life because of vehicles, irresponsibility, and because of many many other people. In my country, promising young athletes die because they choose the wrong moment to ride the wrong bus.

I do believe strongly in destiny, but I also believe that each one should take his/her own responsibility. I don’t blame a certain category of what happened, but I do think that something need to change now, no time to waste, no more lives to give away.

Enough bragging about how many tourists we got this year, or how many “awards” we earn this year, or how many events we host this year. Stop all that, and fix this first. Fix the road, the vehicles, the mentality, anything that is responsible for what’s happening in my country.

A mother has lost her kid today. A kid has lost a father today. Boys and girls have lost their friends today. Many other people will loose their family and friends if we did not do something now, no time to waste.

My prayers and thoughts with  all those who lost their lives today, with their family, and with Morocco.

No more words to write……………………………………………………………..