ENS Bouzareah on Strike

ENS Bouzareah still being on strike and all other  high schools where students seek the same aim which is Justice: they want from the minister of education Haraoubia to be fair and give the same value for both LMD and classical system. That means bac+4=Master 1 and bac+5=master 2 in order to be in the same balance. Students want to change the decree from one day to another as these silly ministers create havoc in the country and change the decree and the norms of the educational system always to the worst. The proof, each year there are changements and new norms.

The worst, these students are not united. One category, have joined the class because they consider these strikers as trouble-makers not more. And the second one which is among 30 percent, they know that this strike is for nothing but they  have went to be united and not join classes alone to not make them miss courses which will not be repeated by teachers. Also, for the sake of getting some rest. And the last one in which below a few students, they have joined the class according to the teacher they have had as if the strike is about teachers not about the decree! Plato was right to put common people at the bottom in his division of education because they follow only their appetites and desires. They are indeed selfish.

Teachers show anger to these students because they might be the best placed to know the absolute truth and how really the educational system works. Besides, they believe that these students are demanding and ask for something impossible. As the French proverb says: ’Avoir le beurre et l’argent du beurre’ .

Myself, if I take third year students for instance, I will say that these students jumped directly to something which is somehow necessary maybe and putting aside the basic thing for what we had to go on strike during the beginning of the year. We have got teachers who are incapable to transmit the knowledge, teachers who have had the pleasure to tell us their lives at least for half an our per session: their trips which never stop as if they are the only ones who have backpacked around Europe, how many kids they have got and their jobs, and maybe the next sessions, it will be about their intimate lives! We were pleased to listen attentively more than we did for our lessons and once the exams are planned, we complain as usual about them but no one has had  the guts to stand up to them and say Stop! Or leave the class all together and say Mr or Ms: your course is not interesting!.Who was courageous to do that? No one of course. You had all carried an ironic smile as if you were satisfied by that fact. And now as it is too late because the exams are planned for next week, and scared of some modules in which we are out, we shiver with fear! I was always commenting on teachers when it worth without any fears because I knew it was my right and their duties to take my comments on consideration but who cares and says:’ Sarah, be careful because some teachers may botch you because they don’t accept any comment’. Who was courageous to go strike for me because I represented the entire group if I had this genre of problem? No one of course.So, mind your business! I do whatever I want. I am autonomic. You play selfishness I will do the same. I attend the class when I want, I take a day off when it worth. I Remember you that teachers during the correction of the exams they will read on the paper Sara Hamitouche, they will see only one person not a whole group!

Ps: Master or magister has to  be worth to get it; so,work hard and I promise you if you take the test, you will pass it. Maybe you will say this country is full of nepotism, OK I agree. But think further, who knows, maybe you’ll go abroad, and there it is your capacities which show either you are good or not, it is not this master.It is Nonsense!

Je rêve

Je rêve d'une vie où les relations se baseront sur le partage émotionnel.
Plutôt que sur les considérations matérielles.

Je rêve d'une vie sans religion
Chaque individu vivra sa vie comme il l'entend.

Je rêve d'une vie où le piston ne sera qu'un passé dépassé.
Chacun aura ce qu'il mérite et le monde sera plus que parfait.

Je rêve d'une vie sans bataille,
Ni haine, ni discrimination raciale.

Je rêve d'un amour utopique.
Ni mensonges, ni trahison,
Loin des rêves chimériques.

Je rêve d'une vie sans maladie.
Tout être humain en bonne santé.
Ni médecin, ni médicaments, ni pharmacie.

Je rêve d'une vie sans décès.
Ne plus souffrir de la séparation de nos bien-aimés.
Cette dernière qui hante ma vie jour et nuit


Ecrit le : 31/12/2011
Par : Hamitouche Sara