They never respected my appointement! After I moved to a new city in the west of Morocco, I had to change my dentiste. And I have been going to a new dentiste for the last year. I always call and schedule my appointement before going to the dental clinic. However, I never get to see the doctor in the time they (ownselves) determined as the time of my appointement, and that doesn't change, either I complain or not, and it repeats with many other doctors. Today, as usually, I still waiting for my turn, that should be before 20 minutes from now. Thank you for correcting my Post.

Thank you for correcting this paragraph. "[...] It was a strong feeling of loss, of weakness, and lake of confidence; It was unusual that time, it was different, and something happened made him rethinks deeply his life. Massine realised how fearfulness made him making one of the worst decisions in his life, he was ashamed of himself, and he had to assume the consequences of his fear."

Morocco - Algeria Those two countries are very similar, you can understand everything in the other country by knowing one of them, literally every thing: economics, culture, history... except politics. The two countries have historicaly deferent regims and deferent order, and have a really big tensions. I can calassify the political tensions between Morocco and Algeria, directly after tensions between Russia and Ukrain, except that in the first case the tensions have more than 50 years. Moroccans and Algerians, speak the same language, have the same culture and same manners, they live in similar geograohic zone and face the same daily problems in economy, healthcare, logistics... But they cannot live like a good neighbours

Manual transmission or Automatic transmission ? In 2019 just 2% of the new cars sold in USA had Manual Transmission shifter, while 98% had automatic transmission shifter. Does that mean ATS is more secure and effective, or driving became more boring as for speaker "the MTS made driving more like an art"?

Simple living If you buy a new shoe in every time you buy pants, although you already have many of them both; but you only wanted to acquire new things. If you start planning for buying a new car two days after you bought yours. And if you wanted to have a burger in the new restaurant nearby the kitchen tools market, because you had wanted to try it after buying many kitchen tools that you thought you might need in the future. You should think carefully about what you are doing! Simple living means the way you make your life original and responds to your essential needs. The originality of human life was always based on satisfying basic needs: Eat, shelter, wear, security, and reproduction. Centuries after centuries human beings began to have many essential needs in their lives, like health and the sustainability of their resources and their shelters (property)...etc. When the most of people around the world had access to all or most of their basic and essential needs, they started thinking about getting secondary needs like diversifying their food, or having transportation; and luxuries like having a big house or more than one, or having their own car, or different cloths; and secondary luxuries like eating outside or wearing expensive cloths, or feeding a pet. The most people interest in things beside the basic and essential needs, they make their lives complex; and the most they focus on the secondary of the luxury things, they lose control on their lives. Today, many people around the world understand the risk of their consumer life, and they want to make a change in their lives, in a different levels. I do not say that all luxuries and secondary needs should be eliminated from our lives, but we should make our consumption smart and focus more on our happiness and things which make our life better, because none felt happy after he or she bought more; we have to minimize our needs and purchases to make our life better and our earth sustainable.

Antidote maker One night, before more than eight hundred and fifty years ago, a group of soldiers had come to the house of an old man from Waterford, looking urgently for his son Jakub. The old man was Darragh, an ancient knight, from an old family of Viking origins, he was born in the city which is founded by his predecessors, and he defended it since he was twelve, and that night was the turn of his youngest son. Darragh had many sons from two wives, three of them were knights as well. The youngest of his sons was Jakub, he was in his thirties, he never wanted to be a soldier, nor dreamed to be a knight as his stepbrothers. Jakub, was the only son of Darragh's second wife; he had three old sisters, two of them were non-married yet, and they were working in their father's farms, the only source of sustenance of all the big family. Jakub worked rarely in the farms, he had preferred to work with his uncle in a silver refinery, and he learnt from his mom how to make different antidotes and perfumes; so he was sacrificing most of his time gathering different herbs and flowers which he used to make his antidotes and perfumes. Darragh had a big confidence in his son, but all the town were looking to Jakub as he didn’t deserve to be the son of one of the greatest Waterford knights, as he cannot be like his stepbrothers. However, many of them changed their minds when they saw the efficiency of his antidotes against many hard diseases. And that night all the hopes were on Jakub. Joseph, the stiffest knight of Waterford, and the chief of its army, was sick; in the time when the city was prepared to fight the Normans. Joseph he had an unknown disease and he needed an antidote. The lord of Waterford gave Jakub a week to make it. And that night he should give Joseph the antidote. After seven days and eight night of hard work, Jakub went with the soldiers to Joseph's house taking with him the fruit of his hard work. It needed three days for Joseph to mostly recover and Jakub was named by the lord as the doctor of the army.

A fish seller from Portree Blair was a woman made by the sea which defines her life's features; she was a fisherman's daughter and a fisherman's widow, who learn everything about fish from two sweetheart men who passed away; before she had had to experience by herself as a fish seller in Portree. Blair have been selling Mackerel in Portree's fish market for more than 6 years, a year after her husband died, where's no place for a woman; rather, a widow woman mom of three children. It was the job she mastered very well. She had to get up at dawn and she should have been bought the boxes of Mackerel that she plans to sell during a day by the morn at least; she ships the boxes of ten kilograms each in a cart driven by her older son Camron, who is in its sixteen years old, when he doesn't have school, and she drive it herself in the other days. She prefer to sell Mackerel although it isn't very profitable, because it is a bit cheap, so she can sell the boxes she has early and get back home to take care for her children, moreover it is suitable for her small capital. But sometimes she tries other kinds of fish as well, according to the offer on the port, specially during mating seasons of Mackerel. She was buying a box of ten kilograms of Mackerel for about four Shillings, and in a normal day she could sell it for about nine to eleven Shillings, and she pays one Shilling for her place in the market. When she has two boxes or less, she can charge another two boxes in her cart for Jonathan, another old fish seller in portree's market, for one Shilling that she never asked him for, but he was paying it himself to the child, sometimes he was bargaining with himself and paying half a Shilling; and when Camron has school, he was charging his boxes in the cart with Blair's ones, and drive the cart in exchange for that. Blair's life was like that four days a week, in the other three days and during winter she was sewing Scottish skirts. Generaly she was earning enough to take charge for her little old home in Achachork village, and her sister Earie was looking after her young kids, a boy of 11 years and a girl of 8 years old, and her chikens, during her absence.

Heroes of Lewis and Harris It was more than four years since the war began. After the northern invaders had occupied all the land of great Scotland, they attacked the Outer Hebrides archipelago, and after Isle of Skye, the last western free land left front of them was isle of "Lewis and Harris"! Lewis and Harris were separated islands of two different clans lead by two lords who had many conflicts over lands. But during war they had to understand how much they needed to be unified to face their enemy and the enemy of all the land of Scotland. The northern invaders were heavily strong and numerous, and proud of their victory over the great Scottish fighters, they were preparing to cross the Minch with their frigates and boats determined to occupy the two isles. In the other side, islands of Lewis and Harris had few fighters, with limited armament; however, they had a mighty resoluteness to defeat their enemies and protect their lands. Among the fighters of the two islands there were one of the greatest Scottish fighters, his name was 'Ailbert', he was the son of a poor farmer from ‘Arnol’ in isle of Lewis, he had noble blood and undefeatable strength; he is credited to gather the fighters of the two islands in one army. Few days before the witnessed day, there was only one thing missing: Swords. And everyone knows who is the right person to do this work. The maker of the Harris' massive swords, which all Scottish tough fighters wish to carry. ‘Abhainn’ was the wise blacksmith of Harris, from 'Meavaig'; he inherited the skill needed to make massive swords from his forefathers. He inherited from them also a will says that one day he will make a heavy sword that will defeat the northern invaders. He believed that, and he was working on that sword for years waiting this day. In few days, ‘Abhainn’ and a legion of strongest blacksmiths from the two islands had to make hundreds of swords. And they succeed. The lord of Harris recruited dozens of vehicles to move the swords to the front line, and ‘Abhainn’ carried the promised sword by himself to give it hand to hand to the great ‘Alibert’. Two days after that, the war broke out. Nobility and persistence defeated the power of evil, and great ‘Alibert’ killed killed by the sword of ‘Abhainn’ the lord of the Northern invaders. And since that day, the two isles had unified in one island called: Lewis and Harris.

The fairy of Mont Assiniboine It was a quiet and cold Autumn night, filled with cool breezes and light winds coming from the west. It was a little bit early for little Rose to go to bed. She was sitting in the opened window contemplating the sky and intermittently looking at the western side of the great highlands, where looming in the horizon the great Mont Assiniboine. It was dark, and the houses in Cochrane town aren't that high to help the little Rose to see the great top in the horizon behind darkness, she was trying to look by getting her head out of the window, but nothing there, just a dim light appears from afar. It May be the fairy trying to gather her strength back. She was thinking of her mom's story about Mont Assiniboine, where the fairy of love is facing alone the ghost of hatred. Her mom said that the fairy's strength is vanishing, and she needs urgent help. But how can little Rose help? Little Rose thought all the night for an answer. In the morning she asked her father, the old farmer who knows a lot about Mont Assiniboine and the war between love and hatred which is ranging there for centuries: - Daddy! - Yes my little Rosie. Did you ate your egg? - Yes, I did. Are you going to the farm today? - Of course! And when I come back, I will bring to you very sweet apples. Do you like them? - Yummy, yes I do... Is your farm near Mont Assiniboine? - Emm, not really! Why do you ask? - Mommy told me that fairy of love cannot combat the ghost of hatred anymore, she is becoming weak, and she needs my help. - And how can you help her? - The fairy of love may feel cold, I want you to give her my red socks and my scarf. She must be hungry as well, I want you to give her some eggs and apples, and I will let mommy make an onion cake for her. - But! my little Rosie... The fairy do not eat our food! She do not feel cold as well! But she needs really some help from you to survive, do you know what that help is? - No! Tell me please. - The fairy of love needs love... Love make her alive and stronger. More we hate others more she becomes weak and weak; and the ghost of hatred will beat her. That why we shouldn't hate anyone nor anything to make the fairy of love as strong as she should be. - Emm. That is it then! - You know? When I was a kid like you, I wanted to give the fairy of love bread with jam. But your grandma taught me to share the bread with my friends, she told me that makes the fairy stronger, and I did, and now I see how I love you and your mom and you love me too.