A Bedouin settlement outside of Zahle in the Bekaa valley
Nomads are really restless people that’s always on the move, a bit like us. We never sit still, and move from audition to audition, and from party to party. But sometimes we go and hang out with the real bedouins of Lebanon.
A kid posing outside of his house
There are between 100-150.000 bedouins in this country. They earn their living from helping out landowners with the crop, and they live in semi-postable tents. Some of the tents are made from billboard posters, which can turn a humble home into a Chanel fashion statement.
Successful living recycled
Most of the bedouins women wear kick-ass dresses in vivid colours, making them look like flowers when they work in the field. Little do they know that they are walking pieces of state-of-the-art fashion that could take the piss out of any 21st century couture designer. Isn’t that ironic? lol
Astonishingly beautiful fashion
But, as a paperless minority, they suffer several problems. Among other things, they fall outside of the health care system, which means that life can suck if you get the flue.
Girls Scouting
One smiling, one crying
That’s why we simply love The Bedouin Health Project that works to improve reproductive and child health care in Lebanon’s bedouin community. Happy New Year!
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There is something so true in their eyes. Life seems so real to the Bedouin. Being here in the United States I long for authenticity. Society here has been manipulated to fit the needs of the top. Ethnicity has been lost in time, jealousy and selfishness here is prevalent and the need to belong has been destroyed, love is lost, and ethnicity has been intimidated.
I am originally from Baghdad my parents say i need to assimilate here now, but why?
I love to feel life’s intensity. I try to embrace heartbreak until its broken open, then i try to return it whole again. But there is only so much pain i can handle.
I want to be you guys- whenever I see you smiling, cause it’s easily one of the hardest things to do..I can tell you know how hard this life can be, but you keep on smiling for me
Our worries and fears become our friends And they end up smiling at us…
oh how I love to see you guys smile’ Out in the sun havin’ fun and you’re feelin’ free. Was knowing your weakness that made you strong? I need to know this, because if true Ill put on a smiley face for you.
Best regards, Amar Ghalib.
Wow! Thanks for such a beautiful comment! It makes us feel that it’s all worth it… We’ve been living here in Beirut for the past two years, and, for sure, we really feel that we found a missing piece of our puzzle in the Arab culture. We’ve glad we managed to reach out to you, and that we have provoked those feelings in you. How did you come across our blog by the way?
Thanks,
Jorgen & Matias
great story. Just saw your blog, will have a look around.
Thanks for spreading such news on Lebanon and the people here…