My Life in Iraq

June 16, 2009 By
Posted in Guest Blogger

This post is contributed by Dr. Diane Hassan, author of “Angels Among Us Even in Iraq”, who is currently participating in “On Loan at You Served” as a guest blogger.

When I arrived in Baghdad in August 1976, I was excited about being in the land of Ali Baba and the forty thieves. I never realized at that point the hardship that lie ahead. My husband tried to protect me as much as possible from the dangers of Baghdad. 

I always had that inner feeling that I was in danger.. as the weeks passed and all the invitations to various homes started to dwindle, and my husband became busier; I was alone to wonder my apartment and sit on the floor in my living room and watch the unfamiliar world go by. I saw the numerous cars,people wearing abias, and horse drawn carriages pass my window.

They were unaware of a lonely South Alabama, Arab American watching them and wishing that she was a apart of their life. I was lucky to be able to visit the north of Iraq with my husbands friends. The North reminded me of California, it was beautiful. I was able to see a beautiful part of Iraq before Saddam started his destruction.

My life began in Iraq when I became a medical student. I had so many friends. I was no longer lonely ,I had a part in the ancient city, that i knew so little about. Although I was an Arab American,I did not know Arabic. I learned Arabic from my mother-law who lived in the South of Iraq ,Basrah. She came to visit me often and stayed for long periods of time.

I spoke Arabic with a Southern accent. My husband was Dean of the Dental School in 1976 when I arrived in Baghdad,later to become President of Mustansiriya Unversity ,one of the oldest Universities in the world. We had an apartment on the Tigris river and I had a driver who took me to class and returned me home. When the bridge was completed I was able to walk to class. I was now, a medical student, and the wife of the President of one best universities in Iraq.

I was so busy studying and socializing, I no longer had the time to be lonely. I felt my life was great. I was enjoying my classes and my friends.I was able to visit the museum and all the ancient sites in Iraq. I was able to visit my family in Alabama every summer. Airlines from all over the world flew to Baghdad.Baghdad was a beautiful busy city at night .The people were unaware of the suffering that lay ahead……

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