I am the mist that patters above the gloomy world

bringing the fresh scent of renewal from heaven,

enhancing the pure smell of nature. With me I bring

fruits sweet as honey, and a world full of life.

I come down as crystals with the purest intentions

of cleaning the world and transforming it into a magical one.

I come down with a light tap to create a soothing rhythm for the world to enjoy.

I AM THE MAJESTIC RAIN.

But I am looked at as an evil that comes to ruin one's day,

that prevents the sun from shining and creating joy.

People hide from me and groan when they hear of my arrival

It makes me sad to know this and I hope that one day 

I will be seen in a good light, as a gift that people can't wait to receive.

Get Well Soon Mr. Sheehan!

March 15, 2011 is of great significance to the Syrian people. It is the day they rose to take back what they had lost many years ago, their freedom. The Syrian revolution began when residents of a small southern city, Daraa, took to the streets to protest against the torture of students, all under 11 years of age, who had put the word “freedom” on their school walls. The government’s response, using heavy-handed force, led the protests to quickly spread across much of the country. Now people are fighting for their life and freedom. Every day people leave their house, saying goodbye to those whom they love because it is not for sure that they will come back, and head out to rally for their freedom. These civilians have no weapons and no way to defend themselves, but they still go out because no one will help them. That is true courage, fighting for what you believe in when no one will stand up for you. It has been two and a half years since the revolution began. Many people have died for this cause, but people have not lost hope and will remain fighting until they win because these people are truly courageous fighters.