Arab Mother's Day Ushers in Spring
Mother's Day, as universally 'hallmarked' as it has become, is still celebrated on different calendar dates around the world. Arabs have earmarked their own date for this occasion. The Arab world has registered March 21st as its unique and fixed-dated 'Eid il Um'. This Spring Equinox date is not shared by the US and Canada's May-date, nor indeed the UK's rotating Mothering Sunday. Continue reading below »
Why Spring time - a Vernal Mother's Day?
What is it with Arabs and Spring? Well it's not just Arabs being contrary, not even political, as it happens. It turns out it's no coincidence that the Arab Mother's day falls in line with the start of Spring time. Years ago, it was nominated the choice date for Middle Easterners to mark their appreciation for their mothers.
It goes back to the year 1956 when the legendary Amin brothers, Ali and Mustafa, called for a day to celebrate and honor mothers all over their homeland Egypt and the wider Arab world. The Amin brothers are remembered as being particularly devoted to their mother as well as her aunt, now regarded as the mother of all Egyptians, Safia Zaghlol. They regarded those that didn't share their mother values as 'ungrateful cruel children'. They chose the 21st of March because it is officially the first day of Spring. Presumably because the season of Spring symbolises new life and regeneration, thus honoring mother nature. We in turn honor the Mother who gave birth to us on this annointed day.
An Ever-Blossoming Maternal Bond
Arabs love their mothers without a doubt, as do our favorite Western celebrities, we were reminded just this week when George Clooney chose his Mother above all, using his single prison phone-call to ring his proud Mom.
Al Bawaba shifts its gaze from male Arab war-criminals, to the mothers of the Arab Spring. And the good tidings they bring to an oft' troubled Middle East.
Who from these mothers reminds you most of your own Ma-Ma?
Al Bawaba invites you to share some of your favorite mother traits - Arab or not. Is it their cooking, their constant phone calls, maternal instinct or even perhaps their judging and nagging that you love the most?