Arabic Language

Guys, give some advices how to start study Arabic? I speak fluently Hebrew and I know they relative languages but nevertheless I don't understand nothing in Arabic. Which books are better? which videos? 

We are guilty from the birth. (Alina Farkash, translated article, from the site jewish.ru) Part III Then I grew up, gave birth to my children – and both of them I asked to discharge early. Both of them lost their weith, and then grew like thin babies with any mention of cheeks and folds of fat. And both of them ate a little. But, you know, I did not make a graphs and did not weigh their meals: if they wanted to eat – the ate, did not want - did not eat. This manner of my behavior, certainly, made my life simpler during their life, but on the other hand my children grew up without feeling guilty, and I lost my heroic image and powerful method of influence. My Mom, in her turn, had her own feeling of guilt to my Granny: during her pregnancy my Granny got some kind of rear infection, because of which she lost all her hair. Then she had two options – or to make abortion and to be treated with very serious drugs or to give birth to my Mom. She preferred to give birth to Mom and at the age of 20 years old she rested without any hair. It was a real tragedy for a nice, beautiful girl, but during many years she inspired to mind of my Mom that Granny donated her beauty for saving Mom’s life. And my Mom paid constantly for this huge act from Granny. They didn’t buy to me a bicycle because of “but we love you, we are afraid that you would fall and hurt yourself! Only parents that don’t care of their children buy to them bicycles, they don’t care about their health. I wasn’t allowed to have a trip - because it is dangerous, who knows what can happen! When I lived separately already from my parents, and my Mom hadn’t opportunity to influence to me and not allowing me to let go, nevertheless, she did not let me go by her own way: “You know, when you are going to the club, I am very anxious, I can’t sleep at night, I sit near telephone and wait for your call… Surely go there and have a good time. Just call me, when you will come back. You know, I had a high blood pressure, I called an ambulance… So don’t forget call me, that I won’t be crazy because of you and would rest a little. Dance! Be happy!”

We are guilty from the birth. (Alina Farkash, translated article, from the site jewish.ru) Part II From the earliest childhood I have been a very, very difficult child with a lot of problems. A plenty of times I could die. And many times my mother saved me heroically. For example, she founded that I have a short frenum of tongue, and she brought me to doctors so that they would cut it. “At the age of 6 months you did not pronounce any sound, but after walking up after operation you started to talk loudly in your baby language. You could rest a dumb one for your whole life!”. And my whole childhood I imagined what has to be a my terrible life, if my Mom would not save me from dumbness. Then I gave birth to my son with the same short kind of tongue’s frenum, and which one I did not allow to cut. And now I know: I would be burry, like my son burrs. I was saved not from lifelong dumbness, but from not saying “r” properly.. You know, I ate not very well. And I lost my weight in maternity hospital, doctors did not want to discharge me from the department. My Mom insisted on and fed me with so diligence, that I had nervous gushing vomiting all the time that I saw any food. But even this test my Mom passed with honour! All my childhood and youth passed with the stories that I was vomiting endlessly, and Mom prepared to me new meals and fed me, violently, surely. And I vomited again and the cycle repeated. When I was 4 years old, my Mom and I went to the market and saw a gypsy woman and a little baby, probably, an infant, and he was covered in some kind of rag and (you will be shocked!) was breastfeeding . My mother saw it – and right on the middle of the market she started to cry. She was standing and frankly she could not stop crying. Then she said: “In unsanitary conditions – and he is eating! And you don’t care… You…”. I was keeping her hand, touching her, trying to comfort her and wanting to die because of shame of torturing my mother. Because I can’t eat so much that they prepare for me. Because I can’t hold back my vomiting. Because I am so bad-mannered child, that was born by so good Mom. All my childhood I knew clearly that if I would born in another family, I would die from hunger right in the maternity hospital.

We are guilty from the birth. (Alina Farkash, translated article, from the site jewish.ru) Part I I am ready to argue, that a feeling of guilt - is the most important secret of jewish education. The basic principle, without which one it won’t be anything. I might to say, that a feeling of guilt, that was educated by each mother in every jewish boy and in every jewish girl, is more effective than any educational methods, described in all psychological books together. For example, to study well – otherwise mother will be disappointed. To meet with a good boy - otherwise Granny will be disappointed. Basically, you need to do everything, you know, otherwise your Granny will be disappointed. For example, a little, but very important case in understanding my point. I was 14 years old, my Granny had lung’s cancer, in a very complicated stage. We talked a lot, I loved very much my Granny and I feared to get lost her. Once she asked me, if I kissed a boy that I know. I hesitated with answer. “I will die soon, I don’t want to die being unhappy for you!” – Granny said. “It’s forbidden to disappoint of Granny, when she is in this condition”, - Mom said. Well… And I told her everything. In details. Granny died after two years, and it was the hardest experiences in my life. But that story about kiss – you know how does it work, don’t you?