Mother's Day

[maryam9]

the history of how "mothers day" came about is quite interesting - i didnt know about this until recently

about 400 years ago, once a year, people who lived in villages wouldnt go to their local church, instead they would go to a big church (a.k.a. the "mother church"). If you attended the mother church, they would have said that you had gone on "a mothering".
People who were in the forces (e.g. the army or wahtever equivalent to that time) were only allowed to go home once a year, and they could only go home on that day (when everyone goes to the mothering church). The kids used to make presents for their mums and give it to them. And thats how it all begain!

Before, i used to think that mothers day was randomly chosen.

[abadani69]

Happy Mother's day be tamame madarhaye Tapesh vo madarhaye memberhaye Tapesh

[Rasputin]

Maman-e man ba babam U.S zendegi mikonan va sa'at ha ba mal-e man keh Europe hastam yeki nist !

Vali behesh zang zadam, sa'ati keh beh donya umadam... Behesh goftam : Maman joun, Maman-e khubam,azizam,Rouzet Mobarak ! Omid varam keh hamisheh salem bashi va delet shad basheh.

Beh in Omid keh yek rouzi hameh ba ham bargardim Iran-e azad va dor-e ham jashn begirim.

In rouz-e bozorg ro beh hameh madaran-e aziz-e Irani tabrik migouyam.

Beh khater-e tamam-e zahamati keh keshidid,sepas gozaram.Izad-e Bozorgavar shoma ra hefz koneh va shadi va salamati beh shoma bedeh.

Chaker-e hameh Maman khanoum ha ...

Siamak Q

[dosto]

A mother is the natural or social female parent of an offspring, so for appreciation to her efforts we have to celebrate her at this day.

[Dokhtar Bandari]

Mother's Day

Sunday was Mother's day and I hope that those of you who are a mother got loved by your children and those of you who are children showed some love toward your mother.
I had a great time with my kids and once again was reminded, by this famous poem, how important a role any mother plays in the lives of all humanity. Khojasteh bad tamameh madarhay donya...

Oh man,
...................... Don't bother, don't bother again
........... Since you've never felt the pain
Don't call me just a woman, don't
........... That is my every command
I shed my blood to free my homeland
Neither am I Laily of Majnoon, nor Shirin of Farhad
But Parvin, the shining star of art
But Forough, the brightness of poetry in Iran
Neither am I Poorandokht, nor Azarmidokht
Nor Atussa, nor Pantea
But Artimis, navy commander of Iran
In the war Salamis, in Ionia
Without the mother how could you be?
Now you keep battling a woman like me
Without me how could history know
A warior Kaveh or Arash and his bow?
Without me how could there be
The master of Persian language Ferdowsi?
As a mother on the pedestal I stand
A carpet from heaven my feet demand
Because the trace of my feet will run
All over the Red, White, Green image of Iran
How is it that you shut me up today?
Why do you chain me, in the name of God today?
This trend of thought my culture never knew
This is absurd, fabricated and very new
Why do you cover my face?
You old fashioned culprit, trying to do me disgrace
My bare face must not have scared you
My uncovered hair must not have dared you
But, just the freedom that flows all over me
Frightened you to the bone and makes you flee
Oh man, don't bother, don't bother, don't
Go and set up this trap for another small bird
As the eagle's nest is always beyond your reach.

[DokhtarIrooni]

rooze madaro be tamame madaraye aziz tabrik migam. ishalla chand saale dige yeki rooze madaro be manam tabrik bege

[Dokhtare_Malous]

مادر! مادر !کجایی مادر! کجایی مادر!شاید بیشتر وقتها این کلمات را


تو در نبود من و در جستجویم میگفتی . من در ان زمان نمیدانستم چه

میگویی! اما اکنون تک تک حروفش را میفهمم.و تک تک صداهایش را

میشنوم.

مهربانی دستهای پینه بسته ات را حس میکنم.

زبری دستهایت هنوز گونه هایم را نوازش میدهد و زمزمه آواهایت

هنوز در گوشم طنین انداز است.

لالاییهایت هنوز مرا به خواب میبرد و بوسه هایت هنوز برایم زیباترین

غنچه دنیاست.غنچه ای که خداوند به من ارزانی داشته بود.

مادر ...مادر... مادر....سپیدی موهایت را بیاد دارم که بوی رنج و

سختی این دنیا را داشت و چین چروک صورتت را که حاصل مرارت

روزگار بود.

بیاد دارم چگونه سر بر زانویت میگذاشتم و تو با مهربانی نغمه های

محلی را زمزمه میکردی .وای خدای من کدامین ترانه اینچنین نهایت

آرامش را به من تقدیم میکند و کدامین ملودی اینچنین تارهای وجودم را

به رقص وا میدارد.

دلم برای سرزنشهایت تنگ شده .دلم برای دعواهایت لک میزند.

دلم برای دادو فریادت ...و من اکنون دیگر تو را ندارم.

اگر چه دعای خیرت را هنوز در کوره راههای زندگی احساس میکنم .

شاید رسم زمانه اینگونه است که ما باید همیشه حسرت گذشته را

بخوریم ...ولی مادر میدانم که تو صدایم را میشنوی...... تو آن زمان که

هنوز زبان نگشوده بودم، صدایم را میشنیدی .

مادر باز مرا دعا کن .باز مرا به نیکی بخوان و باز مرا در بدیها سرزنش

کن ....مادر..... مادر ....مادر....

[abadani69]

A Mother is Special...

A mother is special.
She's as soft and graceful as a butterfly,
yet as strong and courageous
as a grizzly bear.
Her heart is large enough to hold
everyone's pain and joy.
Her hands are always gentle and soothing.
Her arms are always warm and tender.
She works hard to make a
home feel like home,
and she strives to make life pleasant
and comfortable for those she loves.
She never fails to go that extra mile to
make the holidays happy and memorable.
Her job is the most difficult and
demanding ever known to any human being,
yet she's fully dedicated to the task.
She's always there for her family,
guiding them and keeping them safe from harm.
She owns a magical way to raise
spirits and make everything feel better.
And her sympathy, unselfishness
and forgiveness are unending.
All that anyone is or could ever hope to be
can be attributed to a mother.
She instills the teachings
that will last a lifetime.
She sows the seeds of virtue and morality,
and in the process, she opens up love
and vast horizons.
She's always watching and hoping that
her children's goals will have meaning.
She always listens and tries to understand
even when it's difficult to do so.
She's a true friend in every sense of the word.
She's noble and sublime,
and holds all the beauty of a golden day,
yet even during the storms,
she always shines bright like an evening star.
Her name should be honored well,
for she's the closest thing to God on earth.

[abadani69]

Famous Mothers

COLUMBUS' MOTHER:
"I don't care what you've discovered,
you still could have written!"

MICHELANGELO' S MOTHER:
"Can't you paint on walls like other children?
Do you have any idea how hard it is to
get that stuff off the ceiling?"



NAPOLEON'S MOTHER:
"All right, if you aren't hiding your report card
inside your jacket, take your hand out of
there and show me."



ABRAHAM LINCOLN'S MOTHER:
"Again with the stovepipe hat? Can't you just
wear a baseball cap like the other kids?"



MARY'S MOTHER:
"I'm not upset that your lamb followed you to school,
but I would like to know how he got a
better grade than you."



GEORGE WASHINGTON'S MOTHER:
"The next time I catch you throwing money across
the Potomac, you can kiss your allowance good-bye!"



THOMAS EDISON'S MOTHER:
"Of course I'm proud that you invented the
electric light bulb. Now turn it off and get to bed!"



PAUL REVERE'S MOTHER:
"I don't care where you think you have to go,
young man, midnight is past your curfew."
ALBERT EINSTEIN'S MOTHER:
"But it's your senior picture.
Can't you do something about your hair?
OY! Styling gel, mousse, something... ?"

[Dokhtare_Malous]

مادر خسته از خريد برگشت و به زحمت زنبيل سنگين را داخل خانه آورد. پسر



بزرگش كه منتظر بود ، جلو دويد و گفت : مامان ، مامان ! وقتي من در حياط



بازي مي كردم و بابا داشت با تلفن صحبت مي كرد ، " تامي " با ماژيك روي



ديوار اتاقي كه شما تازه رنگش كرده ايد ، نقاشي كرد!



مادر عصباني به اتاق تامي كوچولو رفت .



تامي از ترس زير تخت قايم شده بود . مادر فرياد زد : تو پسر خيلي بدي هستي و



تمام ماژيك هايش را در سطل آشغال ريخت . تامي از شدت غصه گريه كرد .



ده دقيقه بعد ، وقتي مادر وارد اتاق پذيرائي شد، قلبش گرفت ! تامي روي ديوار



با ماژيك قرمز يك قلب بزرگ كشيده بود و داخلش نوشته بود : مادر دوستت



دارم !

مادر در حالي كه اشك مي ريخت به آشپزخانه برگشت و يك قاب خالي آورد و آن



را دور قلب آويزان كرد. تابلوي قرمز هنوز هم در اتاق پذيرائي بر ديوار است .

[Atef_Dubai]

Rooze MAdaro manam be hame tabrik migam

[Rasputin]

Mother's Day is celebrated by Americans on the second Sunday in May. Mothering Sunday in the UK is celebrated on the 4th Sunday of Lent.


Mother's Day 2009
Sunday, May 10 2009
Mothering Sunday (UK) March 22, 2009

[Rasputin]

Celebrating motherhood is a historical tradition dating back almost as far as mothers themselves. A number of ancient cultures paid tribute to mothers as goddesses, including the ancient Greeks, who celebrated Rhea, the mother of all gods. The ancient Romans also honored their mother goddess, Cybele, in a notoriously rowdy springtime celebration and the Celtic Pagans marked the coming of spring with a fertility celebration linking their goddess Brigid together with the first milk of the ewes.



During the 17th century, those living on the British isles initiated a religious celebration of motherhood, called Mothering Sunday, which was held on the forth Sunday during the Lenten season. This holiday featured the reunification of mothers and their children, separated when working class families had to send off their young children to be employed as house servants. On Mothering Sunday, the child servants were allowed to return home for the day to visit with their parents. The holiday's popularity faded in the 19th century, only to be reincarnated during World War II when U.S. servicemen reintroduced the sentimental (and commercial) aspects of the celebration American counterpart.



In the United States, Mother's Day experienced a series of false starts before eventually transitioning into the "Hallmark" holiday that we celebrate today. In 1858, Anna Reeves Jarvis was the first woman to hold an official celebration of mothers, when in her home state of West Virginia, she instituted Mothers' Work Day to raise awareness about local sanitation issues. During the Civil War, she expanded the scope of Mothers' Work Day to include sanitary conditions on both sides of the battlefield.



Meanwhile Julia Ward Howe, author of the "Battle Hymn of the Republic," attempted to institute a national celebration of mothers that honored women's inclinations toward peace (rather than cleanliness). In 1872, she initiated and promoted a Mother's Day for Peace, to be held on June 2, which was celebrated the following year by women in 18 cities across America. The holiday continued to be honored by Bostonian women for another decade, but eventually phased out after Howe stopped underwriting the cost of the celebrations.



Then in 1905, Anna Reeves Jarvis passed away and her daughter, Anna Jarvis, took up her mother's torch. Anna swore on her mother's gravesite that she would realize her lifelong dream of creating a national day to honor mothers. In 1907, Anna launched her campaign by handing out white carnations to congregants at her mother's church in Grafton, West Virginia. In 1908, her mother's church acquiesced to Anna's request to hold a special Sunday service in honor of mothers - a tradition that spread the very next year to churches in 46 states. In 1909, Anna left her job and dedicated herself to a full-time letter-writing campaign, imploring politicians, clergymen and civic leaders to institute a national day for mothers.



In 1912, Jarvis' efforts met with success: Her home state of West Virginia adopted an official Mother's Day; two years later, the U.S. Congress passed a Joint Resolution, signed by President Wilson, establishing a national Mother's Day emphasizing the role of women in their families - and not, like Julia Ward Howe's campaign, in the public arena. Ever since, Mother's Day has been celebrated by Americans on the second Sunday in May.



Perhaps the country's greatest proponent of motherhood, Anna Jarvis ironically never had children of her own. Yet that didn't stop her from making the celebration of Mother's Day her lifelong mission. In fact, as the holiday took on a life of its own, Jarvis expressed frequent dismay over its growing commercialization. "I wanted it to be a day of sentiment, not profit," she is quoted as saying.

[Rasputin]

Para Mi Mama :=) .

[Rasputin]

Find a Good Gift for Mothers Day

It's hard finding good gifts for Mother's Day, but if you use your imagination you'll come up with something to please mom even if you don't have any money to spend on an expensive .

What does your Mom like? If she likes jewelry, give her jewelry, or if she likes music, give her a CD.

Sometimes Moms don't want bought stuff. Sometimes they just say to stop doing something etc.

If you know that there is something that Mom is just dying to get, buy her that.

Get her some gift cards. Then, she can get anything she wants.

Most mothers appreciate getting some help around the house, so make your mom some coupons on craft paper good for: cleaning the basement, walking the dog, doing the dishes etc. Just make sure you honor the coupon when she presents it to you.

Send mom some flowers or pick her some if your climate and location allows.

Make your mom breakfast and serve it to her in bed ... make sure you clean up the kitchen.

No matter what you give your Mom, she will always love you.

Borrow money if you need to.

A good idea these days would be a gas card.

Your mom may prefer a handmade gift, especially if you are a kid, so she can look back on the years and so on. Look through your old art projects, and shop class stuff.

Get a coupon for a Discovery Flight. What a delight to see home and neighborhood from the air, while trying a hand at flying the airplane on the way there and back.

The ultimate great escape!