Anonymous asked: Are you Kurdish?
Nope, Rose is the English translation of her name and as I see it she has decided not tell people that so sorry I cant answer that.
Hmmm a secret? She’s a secret Saddamist, Kamalist, Assadist, don’t be fooled by her tumblr.
She will be back in May, depends on when she finishes her papers and why does everyone call her Rose? Do people not know her real name?
No she doesn’t see any of the messages or questions people send her but I do tell her about them. She’s asked me to change her password so she cant log in until she finishes all her work so she’s doesn’t see anything on her account.
Very sweet, I will pass on your regards and well wishes to her!!!
Hello, she’s doing good and she’s doing great with her studies, she tells me she getting things done more efficiently and successfully, fewer distractions and greater results!
Thank you for asking, I’ll be sure to tell her you’re asking about her. :]
Hello, this is not Rose answering but her friend whom she trusted her account with for two months.
Kurdistan was divided after WW1, after the collapse of the Ottoman empire the Allied Powers proposed the Treaty of Sevres in 1920, promising Kurds their homeland, however the treaty was superseded by Ataturk with the Treaty of Lausanne (1923) granting Turkey, Iraq, Syria and Iran Kurdish land and resources.
This is Rose’s answer to the previous questions she’s answered, which she unfortunately did not provide a source for but a quick google search would confirm this.
I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE
i’m leaving until may when i’ve submitted all my papers and completed my exams
tonight i’m leaving and i’m giving my blog to someone on here like change my password please to prevent access to my account until may and then you give me my precious blog back.
the president palace is visible from our village, like as soon as you enter our village you can see the grand mansions built for the barzani family in the mountains
and during qurbani eid, president barzani orders his family and tribe to send the slaughtered goats, sheeps and cows to our village, they also send qurbani donation when they celebrate family events or for charity work
like when nechirvan married he said baklava to our village, with every barzani members wedding ceremony we receive gifts
also when a barzani member passes a way, the tribe donates meat and sometimes money in his cause to our village
but our village gets disturbed with a lot of security work and measures, like sometimes the roads to our village gets blocked.
last summer my great aunt took for me for a long stroll in our village in the scorching july’s heat wave. cute little kids were outside playing football, chasing goats, chickens and this two young boys playing in the little pond we had
the women were busy making naan, other’s socializing outside. the men were occupied with backgammon and cards and you can tell when they lost because in defeat they would take their anger out on the little children playing nearby screaming ” you son of bastard i lost because of you, take your naked ass inside and get some sleep”, “did your mother not teach you any manners, when i was your age i used to hide my face from the elders and here you are playing near me, get lost” or others screaming in more rage with “you are a shame to your parents, stop disturbing us” =/
and as we passed each house we were greeted by local villagers, with none of the villagers knowing me they all embraced me lovingly and welcomed me back “home”
then my aunt introduced me to this family who were sitting outside drinking chia whilst consuming excessive amounts of sunflower seeds at an incredible pace
they were our relatives and when my family still lived in our village in the 60s they were incredibly close to my late grandparents
and one of the woman beamed in delight expressing her joy of meeting me- “ah finally so glad to meet the offspring’s of mullah (….)”, my grandfather was the village’s mullah.