حكم أم خالد and long camel necks

a compilation of meaningfully random short stories experienced with أم خالد herself. 

So I might not always say the correct things at the correct times sometimes. Slip-ups and whoopsies happen. More often than I’d like to confess. Especially to me, and that’s something I had to admit to myself heavy-heartedly. Writing what you want/need to say down always helps, as you can scribble and mark-off and take back and erase anything at any time without having to face judgement from your laptop or eye-rolling from your pencil. Regardless, knowing your weak points and trying to understand how to better them is a tough challenge to face, and finding yourself in an awkward situation where you just want the ground to swallow you whole is a feeling I wouldn’t recommend to anyone, unless you’re into that kind of thing.

أم خالد is usually good in those kinds of situations, she somehow always knows what to say. She says just enough and weighs it just right it’s surprising. I really don’t know how she does it, but she never sounded too-much, and you can always count on her knowing what to say when you feel like you want to disappear, and as I curled up next to her that day confused about everything at that moment, she puts her hand on my head and says

” ليت عنقي كعنق الجمل لأعرف ما أتكلم “

literally saying “I wish my neck was as long as a camel’s, so I would know what I’m saying”, kinda meaning that I should take more time before I spoke, I should think before I act and understand first what I need to say before I blurt out whatever I felt like saying. She was right, as أم خالد usually is, but I didn’t even have to think once before thanking her.


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