A Sister's Tribute
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It was August 24, 1977, and what a day! On that sunny day was born a woman of a special kind, an example of Allah’s creation. A woman who, with her smile, could brighten up the sky and bring out the colors of the rainbow on a rainy day, A woman, to whom Allah gave the gift of understanding people and making them feel at ease, A woman whose smile resembled the children’s and whose tears were like crystal; A woman who had the strength and resilience to overcome all the challenges and difficulties of life and left this world with her secret. Hassiba was full of joy, a joy that was contagious and spread to her family, friends, and anybody around her. In our family, Hassiba was the joker, the caretaker. She cared for the old by visiting nursing homes and bringing to them a renewed sense of life. She brought hope to the orphans by helping fight the injustices of this world. Hassiba’s sensitivity and love for people equaled that of a mother for her children. Yet my dear little sister, after only six months of marriage, you left this world without the opportunity to have children of your own to love the way you loved people, without the opportunity to fulfill your dreams for the future because... On March 17, 2005 at 5:05pm all your dreams were broken, your life was stolen, your future destroyed in the very country you hoped you would be given the chance to achieve your goals. Unfortunately when you left this world, our lives were shattered and will remain shattered until justice is made and truth is uncovered. We promise you, little sister, that we’ll never forget all the good things you did for us. We promise you that we’ll never stop fighting for the rights that were stolen from you. We pray for you, little sister, that Allah, the Almighty, grant you peace in His Heaven, a peace that you couldn’t obtain in this world, this world that has become pain and sadness for all of us. By Z. Belbachir
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