An Example of Idiocracy in Jordan ::EID!!!::

Eid in my family used to be an occasion of merryment, celebration, and gift giving. Living in California my mom’s family lived in washington and were non muslims and my dad’s family were in the middle east so we had no obligations towards family and celebrated eid with friends or by ourselves. 

 For at least a month before Eid we would wait for it in nail biting anticipation, we would decorate the house, and go shopping for gifts.

 Eid morning started with us tumbling out of our warm beds all tired and yawning for we hadn’t gotten to sleep until the wee hours of the morning.  We would wake up early sometime between five and seven in the morning.

 We would get dressed and steadily wake up as the whole family bustled about getting last minute clothings ironed and getting the younger kids all in the holiday spirit for they wanted to turn around and go back to sleep.  Once we all were dressed and in the van we would all sing ‘Allahu akbar allahu akbar walillahil hamd’ etc all the way to the hall that was rented for the Eid prayer. 

Once there, we would meet up with our friends and wait till the khutba my father often gave was over with.  We would pray and then have breakfast.  The children would run around screaming and yelling excited to get back home and open their presents.  The teens talked to each other in hushed whispers commenting about different things from what everyone was wearing to what they were planning on doing later on that day.  The adults would serve the breakfast and run after the children cleaning up after them.

Later on we would go home and open up our stack of presents that overflowed on the dining room table.  We then would either have friends come over or we would go out to visit friends, have lunch, watch a movie, or do a million and one other things.  We would have a blast for the three days of Eid.

Of course the perfect eid had to be cut short in 2003 when my family moved to the middle east.  Eid became something to be dreaded and not looked forward to.  We had to go visit all of my father’s family and that took all day.  To sum it up in one word it was BORING.  We tried to uphold all our traditions.  The decorations, the sweets, and the gifts.  But slowly one by one they disapeared.  First the decorations diesapeared.  We got to lazy and disheartened to put them up for we knew that within a month our father would make us take them down.  In america the decorations would stay up until they started falling by themselves…that was when we took them down.  Then we stopped making the sweets.  And soon afterwards there were no gifts.  Eid was no longer Eid.

 I sincerely feel very sorry for people who have grown up in a society where their holiday was not something to celebrate about.  And it feels like Eid in this country is just that.  People we must all rebel against this.  Eid is for celebrations; it is a time of merriment and joy.  Why have we done this to ourselves?  Why is Eid no longer celebrated? 

My family has decided to do just that.  We have decided that we will only visit my tata and then have the rest of the day to ourselves to do as we please.  We haven’t told our dad yet but he shall know soon enough.  It is his duty to go and visit his family not ours.


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