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MONDAY, DECEMBER 7, 2009, 06:24 PM

My name. Your space.

Well, it’s been a long time coming, but we’re up and running now.I hope you enjoy the new look and feel of www.queenrania.jo.

It might have my name on it, but this is your space too. It’s a place where you can contact me directly…give me feedback… post photos… blog back…debate ideas…be part of a global campaign…suggest things for me to do and see…learn more about education…exchange information…and take action on issues we both care about it.

C’mon! What have you got to say for yourselves?

Have a look at My 5 for some inspiration…

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dzohar
Wednesday, May 5, 2010

My compliments to Your Majesty from a retired Israeli grandfather, who wishes, as you do, to see all the children of the Middle East grow up in peace.

I found the parable of hummus and peanut butter quite delightful, but it seemed to be directed to American children who are brought up on peanut butter....

Here in Israel children like their Hummus and Tahina just as much as Jordanians do.

What may come to you as a surprise is that Hummus was first mentioned in the Bible about 3000 years ago. If you open the Book of Ruth you will find a wonderful story of a woman called Ruth, who came from Moab (today in Jordan) to Bethlehem (which was at that time a Jewish village of the Tribe of Judah, and today is a Palestinian Arab town). There she was allowed by a local Jewish farmer called Boaz to follow his field workers who were harvesting grain and glean food for herself, because she was poor and hungry. (Eventually Boaz married her and she became an ancestor of King David, the Jewish King of Jerusalem).

The Hummus connection is this:

The Hebrew text of the Bible says that the farm workers invited her to a simple lunch in the field where they dipped their bread (Hebrew Pat, Arabic Pita) into chickpea sauce( in Hebrew Himtsa, in Arabic Hummus).(Some English translations mistakenly say she dipped the bread into vinegar but that is because English Christian monks who translated the Bible had no idea what people ate in Bethlehem long before their time!)

In other words hummus was a staple of the Jewish farmers of Bethlehem. When about 1700 years later the Arabs captured Palestine from the Byzantines they also adopted local customs including eating hummus which today is claimed as a Palestinian delicacy. Israelis in turn are enjoying Palestinian hummus recipes and like to visit Palestinian restaurants.

So both people as neighbours enjoy their hummus with olive oil(still produced in Bethlehem)and dip their bread in it.

Incidentally, peanut butter is sold in Israel but has yet to become an Israeli preferred dish....

May I once again express my highest regard for Your Majesty as well as for His Majesty the King whom I consider to be a wise and peace-loving neighbour to both Israelis and Palestinians.

Allow me to add that I am a retired Israeli diplomat who spent many years of his career working for peace.

Respectfully,

David Zohar

Jerusalem

webmaster
Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Mpaz, each organization has its own website where you can find their contact info. Contact them and ask them how you can get involved :)

Mpaz
Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Your Majesty Honorable Queen Rania,

I must say, usually I am quite skeptical about this type of communication however it is worth trying. I am a young Palestinian English teacher and a Peace/Human rights activist. I have been traveling for quite some time now, lived in Amman, London and now in Barcelona. Throughout that time I have been following your websites, and admiring your work. As an Muslim woman I can identify with your fight against stereotypes and as a teacher I am a great supporter of 'Global Education'. I wish I could elaborate more one each of these subjects. I hope you won't find this inappropriate but I wonder how can one get involved in your organizations? I failed to find answers online.

Thank you for any help you can provide.
Mpaz

Aisha
Saturday, May 1, 2010

Salams Dear Queen Rania,

It makes me nervous writing something here knowing that the Queen of Jordan might read this. Heh. But I shan't be formal. I remembered when I in 1999 reading an article in TIME (if I recollect properly) about the King and your visit to Singapore. You wanted Jordan to be like the Singapore of the Middle East. Looking back and seeing your efforts with education and the Madrasaty campaign in Jordan till today, I feel very happy that in my time, there is a queen that cares for her people. It is true when you say education can change the world. I pray the best for your efforts and may Jordan's education prosper inshaAllah.

p.s. I was an English and music teacher myself and I'm very happy to see such support from the top up.

Wassalam. Aisha, Singhafurah.

s_rowcliffe
Friday, April 30, 2010

April 30, 2010

To Her Royal Highness Queen Rania of Jordan

My name is Stephanie Rowcliffe. I am 19 years old, currently living in Porto, Portugal. I feel compelled to write and express my admiration and respect for all You have done and continue to do for your country, for women and children, for peace and human values.

Though I have known of the work and history of Jordan for some time now, it was while listening to your recent interviews in which you discussed so eloquently the urgent need for education, for understanding and respect for Muslim and Arab people and for the development of a conscious, sensitive and global identity for all our children, that I came to write to ask for Your insight. Allow me to put forward my concern.

I was once quite blatantly told to be afraid. It had been intimated in classes, in the streets, in people’s glare on different occasions throughout my life. Now it had been spoken. I heard the same being taught to children – young, sweet, supple children, who enjoyed privilege and wealth, but were thus deprived and burdened with fear.
Fear that they would not overshadow, but dwell in the shadows of others (neighbours, brothers do they may be). Their elbows grew all the more pointed, sharp, unmerciful. God forbid, the foreigners, the aliens like me should come and add to the cut-throat competition! This was the music world. This was civilization (why else call it a rat race?). This was life.

The story that leads up to this particular moment in time is long, but the beginning innocent to its core: to want to sing, to dance, and to play. Such was my natural urge to sway with life’s rhythm and to follow the reels of time. Such is the daring venture towards perceiving the truth behind music, art, religion, human expression, human need and endeavour.

The end of the story is left open. However, I did say no – I would not fear, or at least I would not choose to obey such a depleting order. Still, I had to place aside the music, hard as it was for one who mistook music for life. When I left that world, those children and teachers behind, I came to realize music was an expression of love, the unfathomable, the unspoken truth. It was not created to separate the great from the common, but to shower greatness upon all who will listen.

An end turned into a forced, but fresh start. I turned to another love in life – writing. I wanted one art to forgive the other, combined they pointed to cinema. It was then that I remembered my Grandmother’s most urgent worry about my generation: we did not learn enough songs and stories. She too was privileged, educated, but nonetheless fearful: fearful that her time should be forgotten and that the songs she learnt would go unsung; fearful that my generation would learn facts and figures, but no line of melody or empathy for harmony; fearful that education would serve to divide and not to set free.

So her gift and my gift are one and the same – to help see, hear and speak our experience and truth and thus dispel evil. For this purpose, I am currently writing a film script called Love Notes that will tell tales of human values and relationships that reach around the world and that knit together by music in its purest, most lovely state. Therefore, the revelation that family and obligation can and often do pertain to something other than blood lineage and nation ties is brought forth.

It has taken me a while, but I have come to fully understand that one’s true right and duty is to find and fulfil one’s gift – to give back to the vast bounty that made us all and wants nothing more than to see the expression of our spirits.

The script will include at least four different generations and portray different countries and realities, one of which will convey the wisdom and wonder of the Muslim world, so frequently misunderstood by the West. I wish to shed light on a portion of this Earth and its people whose ways have been either ignored or disrespected for far too long. I ask You for support to make such a project come to fruition, by offering the perspective of Jordan’s people on the matter.

The beginning is innocent, simple, and dreamlike: one captivating note, followed by a story, enthusiasm, awareness, empathy, education, realization and hopefully peace.

In Service to the Crown and Kingdom of Jordan,

Stephanie Rowcliffe

skymoon
Thursday, April 29, 2010

Your Majesty Honorable Queen Rania
im abdalrhman khammash , and im studying architecture eng, and i have a big problem in my collage ,and you are the only one that can help me, if there is any chance you can read my comment , and text me back so i can tell you my problem , please i need u, i need ur help .
Respectfully, abdalrhman alkhammash

maryjanecabico
Thursday, April 29, 2010

Hello Queen Rania,
My Name is Mary. I was in the hospital when i seen your Interview with Oprah Winfrey. I was so very impressed with you. But what i would like to comment about is why does immigration make it so hard for the USA and Jordan to try and be as one? I'm in love with a Jordanian, his name is Issa and i have filed for his Fiance Visa to come here. I can not travel, for i have been sick and he has hardly any money and wishes to be here with me, we want to be united and married. His question to me the other day was, "Why Habebti does it have to cost so much money to be together?" "I love you..and just want to be with you forever.".My answer to him was because the USA has these laws. i just wan to know why we cant just be together and be happy without all these laws? Neither one of has a lot of money and he is an amputee. I hope you can answer. Thank you for your time Dear Queen..

ahmadshehadeh
Monday, April 26, 2010

Dear Queen Rania,
Assalamu Alaikom,
I am a Jordanian citizen living in Amman. I have a 9 years old son who has shown at an early age, interest in computers. He taught himself computer programing using visual basic language by using university level books.
I would like to know if there are any entities or programs in Jordan that could sponser kidds like him to channel his interest in the wright direction. Thank you.

SeerMax
Saturday, April 24, 2010

Your Majesty Honorable Queen Rania,

I just finished watchingyou on Oprah (April 23, 2010) and was so impressed with your world knowledge and kindness for others. The stories you told, especially the one about your first peanut and jelly sandwich. What that must have been like you as a child. The story about your son and his up and coming responsibilities,...you are a wonderful mother and have such solid guidance for your children,......both your children and your husband must be so proud. I would like to write so much more to you, I want to tell you about me as a single parent to a disabled son. Although I live in Austin, Texas and you live in Jordan,......we both are mothers in kind. If at all possible, and you are able to read my comment, may I write you back and tell you my story? It is very important. The best to you and your family.