Hommage to my village Alnuzah
On the roof where I spent last night
Spreading its rays in the air at my sight
Smashing the darkness gently reaching the inns and bushes, coming from height
Different singing sounds coming out
Pleasing ears of all area and about
Whispering: enjoy your moment in such heaven listening to my music..
Oh, how quiet.
Branches and leaves dancing left and right
Responding to the wind’s moves getting along with birds’ rhymes forming the party of the night
You should not miss the flight
You could be the concert’s knight
And get your life more delight
Al Nuzhah Village is the heaven where your decision to go is completely right.
"The place of refreshment"
The village Alnuzah belongs to the Governorate of Ibb, located about 150 kilometers South of Sana’a. It is situated in the center of a volcanic area and was part of the Hemerit kingdom, that blossomed over 2000 years ago and left behind impressive forts and the famous cave which was named "Asaad Al kamel Al hemiry“, after one of the kings, who carved it during his rule.
This village is special, not only because I was born here, but also because it is situated along the main road connecting the big cities and markets. In addition to that, it offers fascinating views: If you look to the South and the West you can see green valleys dividing the village into two parts, and then again small valleys merge into another big valley, from where you can spot innumerable villages, mountains and agricultural areas. Turning your eye to the East, you will see the main valley, where the majority of the people grow their crops, while in the North green terraces form a broad flight of stairs that finally reach the village of Salaheet.
It is worth mentioning that Qat agriculture in the village represents less than 5% and the main crops cultivated are corn, maze, wheat and beans. And the climat here is similar to the one in Sana’a, moderate and rainy in summer, quite cold and dry in winter
500 people live in my village, 40% of them depend on agriculture, 30% get their salaries from the Yemeni army, the other 30% rely on civilian jobs in the government and private sector.
We have a good school in the village and get spring water directly from the mountain. The water runs into a big tank next to my house, from where the villagers fetch their daily shares; 40 to 60 liters in summer, 20 to 40 liters every second day during winter. This water is pure and fresh, so we use it mainly for drinking.
There is a medical center about 1500 meters off the village that offers primary medical treatments. Apart from this there is a small market with shops, which meet the basic needs of the surrounding villages.
But alas, whatever I say or write will not express the love I feel for Alnuzah, my village. I love it, because I was born there and so were my father and grandfather. I grow up in its land and drank its water, studied in its school, lived with its people, who were and still are part of my big family. I am fond of it, as it ist the cradle of my childhood memories. I am linked to its sand, to its playgrounds, to its mosque, to its rains - and to the house and the figs behind it.
It is, as if I owned my village and was owned by it. The relation between us is like that of body and soul.
I am very proud of being one of its villagers.