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Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Who’s the fairest fair of all?
 
Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Who’s the smartest head of all?
 
Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Who’s that girl standing tall?
 
Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Who's to hold me when I fall?
 
Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Why are you not answering my call?
 

 

 
Oh mirror …
 
The lines and the scars you do not hide
My scattered thoughts you would not guide

 

 
Me myself and I; the gap so wide
Oh mirror; you make me look inside

 

 
You show me a girl against the tide
By the rules she would not abide

 

 
Within your frame, a caged spirit am I?
By your name, what voice have I?

 

 
Oh mirror … can you hear me?
My mirror is deceiving me!

 

I will show you my smile … will you let me?

A star in my eyes … will you get me?

 

 
I will show you a happy face … please let me
A shelter from myself … please get me

 

Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Do not show me her face;
I have killed her and left no trace.

 

 
Mirror … mirror on the wall,
She shall never stutter;
With a new voice, words she will utter.

 

 
Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Her fear you shall never show;
Fearless she is to know.

 

 
Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Do not point at her scars;
It hurts … not her scars.

 

 
Oh mirror …
There is no Santa but tell her not
Dreams are dreams but wake her not

 

 
She will give in … tell her not to
She will give up … tell her not to

 

 
Cruel mirror …
Why show me a figure so broken?
Why tell me words unspoken?

 

My mirror …
Every time I at look you
I miss a line in her face.
 

 

Every time I come to you
A part of her I erase.

 

 
Every time I need you
I abandon her grace.

 

 
So my mirror ..
 
Where is the little fat girl that you used to show me?
Where are the frightened eyes that used to look at me?

 

 
Is she still hiding her smile with her hand?
Is she still looking for a magic wand?
 

 

You loved her not
You loved me a lot

 

 
Mirror … mirror on the wall,
What have I done?
 
Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Where has she gone?

 

Mirror … mirror on the wall,
Which way do I run?

 

 
Yes mirror …
How I wish I could give you my back
and never look at you again.

 

How I wish I could leave you on a rack
and never fall for your tricks again.

 

 
Oh mirror … Why can’t you lie?
 
Why don’t you tell me that I am the fairest fair of all?
Why don’t you tell me that I am the smartest head of all?
Why don’t you let me stand proud and tall?
Will you at least be there when I fall?
Oh … Mirror … mirror on the wall …
Why are you not answering my call?
من هي مروة رخا؟
مروة رخا: موجهة مونتيسوري معتمدة دولياً من الميلاد حتى 12 عام. Marwa Rakha: Internationally certified Montessori educator from birth to 12 years.

بدأت “مروة رخا” رحلتها مع “نهج وفلسفة المونتيسوري” في نهاية عام 2011 بقراءة كتب “د. ماريا مونتيسوري” عن الطفل والبيئة الغنية التي يحتاجها لينمو ويزدهر. تلت القراءة الحرة دراسة متعمقة للفلسفة والمنهج مع مركز أمريكا الشمالية للمونتيسوري

“North American Montessori Center”