The Magic of Hope (short story)

 

The Magic of Hope (short story)

 

Youssef went down to the valley parking lot, where the cars are crowded, and where there is a severe crowding, men, children, girls, boys, women and old people, school students, university students, a state of confusion, and irregularity, and you feel as if people are in a state of struggle towards the goal, Towards achieving hope, towards reaching the impossible.

Youssef stood next to his uncle George (in the valley parking lot) and said, "I see my uncle. People are speeding, crowding cars, some of them almost run over the other, each of them went out in the morning hoping to achieve his goal, to achieve his highest victories, and his greatest accomplishments."

 

For example, see my uncle George, “This is Dr. Akram, who is 72 years old. He did a research to solve the problem of some international institutions in collecting customs across borders, although he is a full-time professor, and he lives with his wife only after the marriage of his children, but you see him walking at a fast pace Now he is on the floor of the valley parking lot to get in the car to attend the conference to know whether his research contributed to solving the problem?

 You see him walking fast as if his future depends on this research! It is the magic of hope for success, Uncle George, despite his old age! . It is the magic of hope that plays with the hearts of my uncle George.

Look at my uncle George, this is Mrs. Firdous. She has three daughters, two are married, and with her, her daughter Madiha lives with her, she is not married yet.

 

Youssef said, "Look at my uncle George, Mrs. Firdous carrying a crate of vegetables that contains radishes, arugula, and onions. She bought this crate with what it contains for 32 pounds from the wholesale market. Look, she gets in the car, a quarter, to go to the market."

She is hopeful, and eager to sell this cage for 120 pounds, in order to buy a sod for Madiha to wear, who often hurt Ferdous's head by asking for this lock.

 If it wasn't for this hope, his inspiration would have died, and determination would have been lost in the heart of Firdaus

And look at this school bus, where the Orabi School basketball team meets the Republic team in the capital of the region today. Look into the eyes of these students filled with hope of winning the championship cup. These young people have dreams of winning over the Republic School club in the capital of the region, and they dream of the Directorate’s Cup for the basketball championship. It is the magic of hope that reigns in hearts, and the heart's passion for victory and the continuation of the adventure in the midst of the match.

 Then Youssef looked back and found Saber, the owner of the falafel shop, delivering his son Fouad to primary school. Youssef asked his uncle George, Do you know what Saber hopes and wishes for his son Fouad?!

His son wishes to succeed, and to be the best doctor, police officer, engineer, or position holder, and lift Saber out of poverty and fatigue, and people say to him, “Abu the doctor or the officer.” He is the hope, my uncle George, who grows in the folds of hearts, and revives souls.

George Ali Youssef replied: Were it not for hope in the future, the patient would surrender to the disease, and the one who failed to fail. Hope, dear Youssef, is the spirit that motivates man to strive forward. Hope is like the jewel that charms hearts to overcome obstacles to reach the top.