PLEASE HELP US IN THE NAME OF GOOD!!!
Dear Friend, I am Mr HANSAAN ANIE based in Lebanon ,i got your contact through a business directory in Lebanon Chamber of Commerce and Industry ,it is with that i wish to contact you for a little assistance you can render to me. Due to the situation here in in Lebanese. The bombing has truly started. The first two nights were terrible, but last night was beyond awful. I don't know if I can find the words to describe what was happening. The air-raid began at around 8:15 pm. The bombing wasn't particularly heavy until around 9:00. Suddenly, the night sky was lit with white and red -- a combination of Israeli missiles and Lebanon anti-aircraft. The first explosion I heard was huge and it felt like it had fallen particularly close. We were more or less prepared, but found ourselves rushing to the make-shift `shelter' we had arranged inside a closet on the first floor. The children were herded inside and pillows and blankets arranged to provide maximum protection and we followed after. Everyone was silent, except for murmured prayers and stifled tears. The children were told to cover their ears and keep their mouths open -- in case a missile explode close by so that the pressure wouldn't damage their hearing. It felt like the explosions were coming from everywhere at once. There were one or two that were so powerful that two of the windows on the second floor cracked. Luckily, no one was hurt. People in other places weren't so fortunate. I stayed up all night My Friend, because I refuse to fall asleep and wake up to the sound of explosions. I'd rather be awake and aware -- the shock is less. I spent the night staring up at the sky and trying to determine what was being damaged. It seems all of Lebanon was being bombed simultaneously. When people ask me what being bombed is like, I always compare it to thunder . . . I realized yesterday that it's not comparable to anything. The walls shudder, the windows rattle, and lights flicker . . . and through it all you see the faces of the people you love apprehensive, frightened, angry . . . The faces of the children are the most difficult to see. We're staying with my aunt and she has children of her own. They are silent throughout, stoic in a heart-breaking way. We all find our strength in the belief that everything is written -- we will face whatever we have to face. I held my youngest brother throughout the bombing. We were each saying our own prayers. I was praying that we would come out of this alive, safe, and unhurt and he was praying that, should we die, we'd all end up in heaven together. It wrenched my heart to hear him, but the thought was giving him comfort. He's 20, the same age I was in 1986---- but there are so many differences in our outlook.I was shocked by the war, shocked that Israeli could do what it was doing. He has been expecting it, in his mind Israeli is associated with livid skies, angry explosions and violence. For him, the bombing has become an expected way of life. To him, the sound of an airplane overhead can only mean death somewhere else. My Friend, it's unfair. It's unjust -- children shouldn't have to pray for their lives, they shouldn't have to pray for a peaceful, painless death. I've been dreading this war not because of the way it will affect me personally, but because of the fact that it will imprint itself in the minds of millions of children all over Lebanon, the same way it imprinted itself in mine in 1991. We heard about the locations that were demolished only this morning. It is amazing, compared to the news on the internet. CNN and the rest make it sound so neat and precise -- they don't mention the fact that one of the palaces that was bombed contained the royal family's museum or that 19 missiles fell on a residential area killing dozens and wounding others. No one talks about the hundreds wounded by shrapnel from missiles or the resulting fires. No one talks about the moments of awesome fear while wondering if your friends and family all over Lebanon, all over Lebanon in fact, are still alive. My heart feels like it's breaking . . . When I think about all the damage being done by each one of those missiles, it tears me apart. To think of Lebanon being demolished, of so many people dying and hurt; it is beyond my comprehension. I don't think I'll ever be able to understand it. Now you look out at Lebanon and the streets are almost empty, the sky, which is normally blue this time of year, is a dull gray -- it's the color of smoke from the several fires lighting up different parts of the city. With all the sadness and anxiety there's anger. It's the only thing that keeps me sane -- that keeps us all sane. This war will never be justified and there are going to be so many lives lost on both sides. It's frightening that the world is allowing this to happen -- what has the world come to? What's going to happen next? I still have nightmares. I wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of sirens in my head, images of people buried under debris, burned beyond recognition. Over the years I wondered when I would ever stop seeing those images, now it feels like they're going to remain with me forever. My youngest brother will also carry them with him from now on. Will we ever be allowed to forget? Even as I write this, I can hear the sound of the explosions -- not too distant and I'm wondering who it's going to fall on next. Please,why we need your assistance is that we have about(us$ 40.000.000)fourty million united states Dollars in our custody.we inherited the money from our late father who was a major general in Lebanon army in charge of purchase and maintainance in the immediate past regime. Our intention is to move the money out of Lebanon and invest the money in stock market or real estate in your country with the help of an honest person who will work with us as our foreign associate, we want to invest most of the money abroad to avoid lossing the money, because it is not wise doing business in the atmosphere of fear here in Lebanon,that's why i am calling on you. If you can honestly collaborate with us ,i am ready to pay you up to 40% of the total amount if you can sincerely assist us to actualise this project soon,because the situation here in Lebanon is very critical,the everyday bomb explotion seems to have no end. I wait patiently for your urgent response to my personal email (hansaananie2002@netscape.net ). Best regards. Hansaan Anie
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TEXT ONLY EQUIVALENT PLEASE HELP US IN THE NAME OF GOOD!!!
Dear Friend, I am Mr HANSAAN ANIE based in Lebanon ,i got your contact through a business directory in Lebanon Chamber of Commerce and Industry ,it is with that i wish to contact you for a little assistance you can render to me. Due to the situation here in in Lebanese. The bombing has truly started. The first two nights were terrible, but last night was beyond awful. I don't know if I can find the words to describe what was happening. The air-raid began at around 8:15 pm. The bombing wasn't particularly heavy until around 9:00. Suddenly, the night sky was lit with white and red -- a combination of Israeli missiles and Lebanon anti-aircraft. The first explosion I heard was huge and it felt like it had fallen particularly close. We were more or less prepared, but found ourselves rushing to the make-shift `shelter' we had arranged inside a closet on the first floor. The children were herded inside and pillows and blankets arranged to provide maximum protection and we followed after. Everyone was silent, except for murmured prayers and stifled tears. The children were told to cover their ears and keep their mouths open -- in case a missile explode close by so that the pressure wouldn't damage their hearing. It felt like the explosions were coming from everywhere at once. There were one or two that were so powerful that two of the windows on the second floor cracked. Luckily, no one was hurt. People in other places weren't so fortunate. I stayed up all night My Friend, because I refuse to fall asleep and wake up to the sound of explosions. I'd rather be awake and aware -- the shock is less. I spent the night staring up at the sky and trying to determine what was being damaged. It seems all of Lebanon was being bombed simultaneously. When people ask me what being bombed is like, I always compare it to thunder . . . I realized yesterday that it's not comparable to anything. The walls shudder, the windows rattle, and lights flicker . . . and through it all you see the faces of the people you love apprehensive, frightened, angry . . . The faces of the children are the most difficult to see. We're staying with my aunt and she has children of her own. They are silent throughout, stoic in a heart-breaking way. We all find our strength in the belief that everything is written -- we will face whatever we have to face. I held my youngest brother throughout the bombing. We were each saying our own prayers. I was praying that we would come out of this alive, safe, and unhurt and he was praying that, should we die, we'd all end up in heaven together. It wrenched my heart to hear him, but the thought was giving him comfort. He's 20, the same age I was in 1986---- but there are so many differences in our outlook.I was shocked by the war, shocked that Israeli could do what it was doing. He has been expecting it, in his mind Israeli is associated with livid skies, angry explosions and violence. For him, the bombing has become an expected way of life. To him, the sound of an airplane overhead can only mean death somewhere else. My Friend, it's unfair. It's unjust -- children shouldn't have to pray for their lives, they shouldn't have to pray for a peaceful, painless death. I've been dreading this war not because of the way it will affect me personally, but because of the fact that it will imprint itself in the minds of millions of children all over Lebanon, the same way it imprinted itself in mine in 1991. We heard about the locations that were demolished only this morning. It is amazing, compared to the news on the internet. CNN and the rest make it sound so neat and precise -- they don't mention the fact that one of the palaces that was bombed contained the royal family's museum or that 19 missiles fell on a residential area killing dozens and wounding others. No one talks about the hundreds wounded by shrapnel from missiles or the resulting fires. No one talks about the moments of awesome fear while wondering if your friends and family all over Lebanon, all over Lebanon in fact, are still alive. My heart feels like it's breaking . . . When I think about all the damage being done by each one of those missiles, it tears me apart. To think of Lebanon being demolished, of so many people dying and hurt; it is beyond my comprehension. I don't think I'll ever be able to understand it. Now you look out at Lebanon and the streets are almost empty, the sky, which is normally blue this time of year, is a dull gray -- it's the color of smoke from the several fires lighting up different parts of the city. With all the sadness and anxiety there's anger. It's the only thing that keeps me sane -- that keeps us all sane. This war will never be justified and there are going to be so many lives lost on both sides. It's frightening that the world is allowing this to happen -- what has the world come to? What's going to happen next? I still have nightmares. I wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of sirens in my head, images of people buried under debris, burned beyond recognition. Over the years I wondered when I would ever stop seeing those images, now it feels like they're going to remain with me forever. My youngest brother will also carry them with him from now on. Will we ever be allowed to forget? Even as I write this, I can hear the sound of the explosions -- not too distant and I'm wondering who it's going to fall on next. Please,why we need your assistance is that we have about(us$ 40.000.000)fourty million united states Dollars in our custody.we inherited the money from our late father who was a major general in Lebanon army in charge of purchase and maintainance in the immediate past regime. Our intention is to move the money out of Lebanon and invest the money in stock market or real estate in your country with the help of an honest person who will work with us as our foreign associate, we want to invest most of the money abroad to avoid lossing the money, because it is not wise doing business in the atmosphere of fear here in Lebanon,that's why i am calling on you. If you can honestly collaborate with us ,i am ready to pay you up to 40% of the total amount if you can sincerely assist us to actualise this project soon,because the situation here in Lebanon is very critical,the everyday bomb explotion seems to have no end. I wait patiently for your urgent response to my personal email (hansaananie2002@netscape.net). Best regards. Hansaan Anie
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