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by Lice Movono, Fiji Aug 24, 2005
Culture   Opinions

  


She says there is a danger that those who are now in the army might breed a whole generation of the kind of Fijian that she could have become had she not answered the ‘pull’ to return home.

“Decolonisation has to happen in Fiji in all its forms and people need to have pride in their identity and their ancestral roots,” Ms Ratunatabua said.

“Without understanding or respecting other people’s identity and culture and where they come from, there can be a lot of misunderstanding.”






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Lice Movono


Lice Movono is 26 years old. She began working as a journalist when she was 18. She specialises in in-depth feature articles and emphasises community development issues. She is fun-loving and easy going but loves to write about very serious issues.
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قصة قصيرة ...وهي من باكورات محاولاتي
meddahi | Jul 22nd, 2007
الشاعـر العصامي مداحي العــــــيد من المرسى الكبير بمدينة وهران الجزائر .. ......خـــــــــاطــــــــرة..... في ذلك اليوم الممطر ... رياحه تهب من هنا ومن هناك و كنت حينها داخل الغرفة ..فسمعت صوتَ الأمطار ...فذهبت نحو النافذة لكي أشاهد هطول الأمطار ..حقا..إنّ تلك المناظر لـبديعة جدا تثير في النفوس راحة كبيرة ..لقد شاهدت تلك المناظر وقلبي مُستغرقٌ يتمتع بتلك الأجواء التي تسر الناظرين..وبعد حين رأيت سربا من الطيور المحلقة في أجواء السماء الفسيح .. يقودها طائرٌ محنكٌ تظهر عليه علامة النجابة والشجاعة والإقدام لأنه يقود سربا كبيرا من الطيور المهاجرة .. فقلت لنفسي فيا عجبا من قصورنا وعجزنا نحن البشر رغم أننا ندعي القوة حين غرور أنفسنا.. نفرُّ من بضع قطرات من المطر الخفيف كأنها حجارة تسقط من السماء .. وها هي هذه الطيور المحلقة تطير في الأجواء غير عابئة بالأمطار الغزيرة التي تنشئ الحياة من جديد .. ولا تشتكي من نقص مادة الأكسجين بفضل الله تعالى ..وتعرف إتجاهها بدون بوصلة تدلها على الطريق الصحيح .. حقا إنها لمعجزات تمر على الإنسان وهو غافلٌ عنها في لهوه وغروره.. وإذا بأمي تنادي قائلة لي تعال إني أريدك لمهمة خاصة... فارتديت معطفي وخرجت مسرعا لقضاء المهمة التي كلفتني بها أمي الحنونة .... وفي أثناء الطريق أحسست بمتعة الجو و رُؤيتي للأمطار وهي تتساقط على رأسي ... ولم أشعر بمسافة الطريق من شدة فرحتي العارمة بتلك الأجواء الرائعة المفرحة....الخ وللحديث بقية الشاعر العصامي مداحي العيد ..................... مجلة أنهار الكـــويـتة إلى اللقاء في الحلقة الثالثة وشكرا مــــــداحي العــــــيد



meddahi | Jul 22nd, 2007
Short story ... one of my endeavors Bakurat [x] meddahi | Jul 22nd, 2007 poet self-reliant Mdahi Eid misapprehended great city of Oran Algeria .. Thoughts ..... ...... The rainy day ... Winds blowing from here and there and then I was inside the room .. Vsmaata Voice rain ... so I went to the window to watch the rain .. really .. that those corresponding to a very Badea bring to the minds of great comfort .. I saw that my heart Absorbing landscape and enjoy these climates that viewers do .. and after a while I saw a squadron of birds in flight flying sky wide .. Led by veteran bird show marked Alenjabah and courage and daring because he leads squadron lot of migratory birds .. So I said to myself that screamed of our shortcomings, while we human beings even though we pretend force while ego ourselves .. An array of a few drops of light rain like stones falling from the sky .. Now it is these birds in flight, flying in airspace indifferent to heavy rains that create new life .. Not complaining of a lack of oxygen thanks to Almighty God .. and know without a compass direction her the right way .. They are truly miracles with the rights it is ignorant in the chasm and arrogance .. If Pamy condescendingly calling me, saying that I wanted for a special mission ... Vartdic my thick and exited quickly to eliminate the task given by Amy justified .... On the way I felt a positive atmosphere and a vision of the rain falling on my head ... No way I feel distance from intense joy Exceed those wonderful cheerful atmosphere .... etc. and the rest of modern poet self-reliant Mdahi feast ..................... Magazine Alkoich collapsed to the meeting in the third Thank Mdahi feast



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