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A Thousand Splendid Suns. One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs And the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls --Saib-e-Tabrizi. Requested Class Norms Always demonstrate respect for others. Never bring your judgment caps to class.
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A Thousand Splendid Suns One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs And the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls --Saib-e-Tabrizi
Requested Class Norms Always demonstrate respect for others. Never bring your judgment caps to class. Remain open to the thoughts and ideas of others. Actively listen as carefully as you verbally contribute.
In your notebook / journal, respond to the following: When you hear the words “Afghanistan” and “Kabul”, what images come to mind? What do you know or think you know about these places? Where did you learn this information? What holes do you have about your understanding of this country/city, and what accounts for this? How will this inform your reading of A Thousand Splendid Suns?
Afghanistan Video Link http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2008/07/06/weekinreview/kabul-multimedia/index.html#
What images or ideas are resonating from the video? Why? Respond in your notebook.
Read and annotate the poem “Kabul” by Saib-e-Tabrizi • Kabul • Saib-e-TabriziAh! How beautiful is Kabul encircled by her arid mountainsAnd Rose, of the trails of thorns she enviesHer gusts of powdered soil, slightly sting my eyesBut I love her, for knowing and loving are born of this same dustMy song exhalts her dazzling tulipsAnd at the beauty of her trees, I blushHow sparkling the water flows from Pul-I Bastaan!May Allah protect such beauty from the evil eye of man!Khizr chose the path to Kabul in order to reach ParadiseFor her mountains brought him close to the delights of heavenFrom the fort with sprawling walls, A Dragon of protectionEach stone is there more precious than the treasure of ShayaganEvery street of Kabul is enthralling to the eyeThrough the bazaars, caravans of Egypt passOne could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofsAnd the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her wallsHer laughter of mornings has the gaiety of flowersHer nights of darkness, the reflections of lustrous hairHer melodious nightingales, with passion sing their songsArdent tunes, as leaves enflamed, cascading from their throatsAnd I, I sing in the gardens of Jahanara, of SharbaraAnd even the trumpets of heaven envy their green pastures
In your notebook, please respond to the following: In what ways does this poem challenge your understanding of Kabul or Afghanistan? Please refer to specific lines of the poem in your response.
Mirrors & Windows Share one part of our work today that reflects, or mirrors, your understanding of Afghanistan, Then – Share one part of our work today that opens a window to a new understanding.
Homework: Read and annotate Part One for next week; other dates listed below. Next class: 2/13- background research Then: Reading period 2/18 Then : Share / presentation of research 2/19 Then: Part One due, quiz 2/20