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How many times have I read those words, congratulating the Coptic brothers, whom we sometimes refer to as the partners of the homeland, and we may call them the expression that I see crudely (the other). Love, while the shadows of words imply separation, even if the outer covering looks like a piece of sugar, a number of our famous songs that sing about national unity remain a title of discrimination..
As soon as Sayed Darwish uttered the words of Badie Khairy in the 19 revolution (I am the Egyptian, the generous of the two elements) and we rooted, premeditated and harmed, and without knowing the hateful racism, we sing for it and bless it, while the song says that we are two Muslim and Christian elements, in contrast to all scientific studies, which Confirm that we are one element (genes) one, so how does (cream of the two elements) become?.
Time gave us a different feeling, there was no sectarian strife, but the attempts made by the colonizer in an attempt to undermine Egypt, the Egyptians remained steadfast because the soil itself did not allow anything but to overlook any small situation, we put it only in its context, and most of what disturb the peace of life is To remove the story, any story from its temporal and psychological context and re-read it, away from all these limitations.
I will tell you a story and leave you to judge it. I initially apologized for revealing the names directly, because frankly I did not ask the permission of their owners, and I am afraid that if I ask them to publish, after all these years, they will feel a little embarrassed by the difference in time and time differences, so that it becomes not my right to disclose anything, the story. Its heroine is a big media player – this incident may be more than 60 years old – and this in itself is definitely enough reason for the big media to ask me not to publish her name..
We met on the jury of a radio and television festival about 15 years ago, in the city of media production, which is the most important Arab drama and program festival, but since the January 25 revolution, I do not know why we stopped holding it..
The media said: By the way, I am in Heaven, of course, we did not understand what you mean in both cases. She said that she and her brother were baptized, and she narrated the details, that she was living next to a monastery and was going with her brother to the priest in the church playing and eating fruit, and the priest’s hair, according to his ideas Religious and his conviction, that they cannot enter Heaven, because only the one who was baptized will enter Heaven, so he baptized her, and she and her brother participated in singing in church wreaths, all of this was done with the knowledge of the family, with the days the father discovered the baptism of his two children, he did not tell anyone, She understood the situation in all its dimensions, and only blamed the priest. What remains in the memory of the great media is that the priest loved her and her brother, and what he did was a way of expressing the intensity of love, as he wanted them in Heaven, what if this situation happened now?.
Time used to give us a degree of flexibility in dealing even with human mistakes. Now the most we can do is to sing about racism (I am the Egyptian, the generous of the two) and we call the Coptic ‘brother, partner and another»!!