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“It’s time for women to make their voices heard. Their silence on the subject of war and peace is deafening.” Helen Thomas.
I doubt that there is an Arab-American, or any DC Metro area resident, who has not heard of Helen Thomas. However, she deserves mention again and again for her marvelous contributions to the female journalists of the United States, as well as for her contributions to her Arab-American community. Born in Kentucky, Helen was the daughter of Lebanese immigrants. They arrived to the US at the turn of the twentieth century from a Lebanon that was in the throes of witnessing the end of the Ottoman Empire and the beginnings of a French Mandate.
Helen’s parents moved to Detroit, where she went to school and where she decided that journalism was her avocation. Maybe the immigrant experience played a role in that as she decided to speak for the voiceless, and stand up to the Powers-That-Be by questioning them relentlessly? From Kennedy to Obama, Helen carried on her mission of fearlessly speaking out. It was admirable and quite gutsy at that time to be so outspoken. Here are some of her sayings:
“I don’t think a tough question is disrespectful.”
“You don’t spread democracy through the barrel of a gun.”
“But when will our leaders learn – war is not the answer.”
Her actions and her words earned her numerous awards as the pioneer for women journalists and as a trailblazer for those women in the profession who came after she had “broken that glass ceiling,” so to speak. Maybe her most amazing quality was that she never forgot her Lebanese and Arab roots. In fact, her commitment to the Arab cause, and her outspoken expressions of that obligation, are what caused her, towards the end of her life, to be maligned by many in the world of journalism
In 1975, Helen was elected President of the White House Correspondent’s Dinner Association, which no woman had chaired before her. She was also the first female officer of the National Press Club. Moreover, she authored many books about her experiences.
Helen was 51 when she met and married Douglas Cornell. Another trailblazing event at the time, when women over a certain young age were considered “Unmarriageable.” The woman was certainly a terrific role-model. Douglas was later diagnosed with Alzheimer’s and died four years after that. Helen cared for him until he died, and lived for many years after that, dying at the age of 92.
The American nation that she loved mourned her, as did Washington DC in whose environs she would arrive to all her political convictions. Most of all though, she was mourned by the many women who admired, respected and loved her, and by the Arab-American community that will be eternally grateful for her life, courage and her many achievements.
In gratitude for this heroine of our community, please look her up for more information, and for the list of books that she has authored.
Each and every one of us has a story. Sometimes we share that story with others by talking, writing, or blogging about it and, through sharing this little part of ourselves, we usually hope that others will be inspired, motivated, or encouraged to do the same that we may all benefit from each other’s experiences.
Alissar Maalouf was twelve years old when her parents went out for the evening leaving her and her two sisters at home. She began drawing a huge mural of a face on the wall next to her bed. Ah! Those creative souls amongst us! When her parents returned and saw what she had done, rather than blow a fuse, they expressed their admiration and appreciation for her work and asked her to reproduce that same artwork on paper so that they may hold onto it! Not many parents (especially, not Arab ones!) on this planet would have had that same positive reaction!
However, Alissar was artistic since her childhood years when she used to paint in school after sitting for long hours contemplating the beauty of nature in her beloved Lebanon and trying to recapture those images in her drawings.
Her parents’ encouragement, as well as her own artistic inclination, prompted her to pursue her passion and to graduate from the Lebanese University with a degree in Fine Arts. Following that, she taught art at the German School and at the Rawdah High school in Beirut. She also participated in several art exhibitions in her city between 1995 and 2002.
In 2002 she got married and came to the United States where she settled in Virginia and had a baby boy. During those initial years she was involved with raising her child. However, being an enterprising and active woman, she also began to familiarize herself with the academic curriculums, and as soon as her son entered school she began volunteering within the school system and later on became a substitute teacher.
Her mother’s death in 2011 sparked something inside her that reignited her love for art. Perhaps she recalled how appreciative her mother was of her twelve-year-old talents? Anyway, she got involved in art activities and painted a mural at her son’s school.
Sadly, Alissar did not find encouragement, appreciation or an outlet for her creativity within the Arab-American community. However, she continued to use her palette, and through her artwork express the nostalgia she felt for her homeland. Each piece has a message, or a story that comes alive with the warm colors in her paintings which glitter like the sun of her cherished motherland.
At the end of March, she was contacted by NAAWA to exhibit at the celebration of International Women’s Day - an event of that Association - when she presented ten pieces of her beautiful artwork.
Alissar is one of Lebanon’s Children of War; a war that devastated the country and created unbelievable human agonies. It is amazing how sometimes catastrophes of this magnitude can engender the most talented and enterprising human beings of whom Alissar is one Ordinary, yet Extraordinary woman, who reflects the resourcefulness, resilience and defiance in the face of adversity and challenges.

In researching her bio on the Internet, we could not find any mention of Candy Lightner’s origins. It is as if her roots have been obfuscated in order for her to be reclaimed as an “All-American Woman.” The reality is that she is an Exceptional Arab-American woman with a Lebanese Mother and an American Father.

Candy (Candace) Lightner, born Doddridge, was born in 1946. She grew up in California, married Steve Lightner, a US Air Force officer, with whom she had three children: Twins: Cari and Serena, son Travis. She and her husband later divorced. Today she lives in Arlington, Virginia.

Trauma and Adversity have played an integral and profound role in Candy’s life. In fact, we can easily say that she has had much more than her fair share of life’s hardships. Her daughter, Serena, was eighteen months old when a drunk driver rear-ended Candy’s car injuring the baby. Six years later, an impaired driver ran over her son, Travis, who was permanently brain injured as a result of that accident. The driver of the car was on tranquilizers and never got even a ticket! In 1980, and at the young age of thirteen, her daughter, Cari, was killed by a drunk driver (his fifth offense in 4 years) who received only a light sentence for committing such a horrible crime, which infuriated Candy. I cannot even begin to comprehend how after dealing with such tragic circumstances, a woman, a mother, can go on with her life! It takes a truly exceptional woman to overcome such suffering. Candy’s book, titled “Giving Sorrow Words: How to Cope with Grief and Get on with Your Life” is a testament to this woman’s fortitude and enduring legacy to the Arab-American community, as well as to the United States and the World.

As a result of losing her daughter, Candy founded MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Drivers, which later on became Mothers Against Drunk Driving) a grassroots organization that sought to raise awareness and to fight for tough laws against alcohol abusers and drunk offenders. DWI (Driving While Intoxicated) was not taken seriously until Candy made it her priority, and put human faces on the many victims of drunk drivers. Her efforts succeeded in establishing 400 chapters and 2 million members within the first three years of establishing MADD. In 1984, Ronald Reagan appointed her on the National Commission on Drunk Driving and as a result of those efforts, the organization succeeded in changing the national law and raising the legal drinking age to 21. She told People magazine: “Death caused by drunk drivers is the only socially acceptable form of homicide.” Well, she certainly changed that through her efforts, perseverance, the MADD organization, her book and her numerous inspiring appearances on television all of which focused the nation and the world on a very serious problem.

Candy’s daughter, Serena, established another organization that supported her mother’s efforts: SADD (Students Against Drunk Drivers), another fantastic effort to stem a social scourge that had needlessly taken so many young lives!

After leaving MADD, which had decided to become more against alcohol consumption than simply against drunk driving, Candy established “We Save Lives” ( and became the President of that organization. She continued to be the terrific activist that she had always been and serves as a consultant for many organizations, as well as corporations.

Candy Lightner is an amazing woman and a successful crusader against drunk drivers. So, too, is Ralph Nader who sued and won against the car manufacturers and forced them to adopt safer car features that included safety belts. Two Arab-American advocates who changed the laws of the United States for the better. Our community could not be prouder of these two incredible individuals.

They provide a beautiful story of achievement to tell our children and grandchildren about! You can follow both of them on Facebook.

NAAWA and our community are always proud when one of us is recognized nationally. It was a very proud moment when we heard that CNN has recognized Lama Mufleh as one of its Heroes for 2016. Lama is originally from Jordan, and now resides in Clarkson, Georgia. Twelve years ago she founded The Fugees Family, an organization in which she coached soccer to refugee children who had suffered traumatic experiences. Feeling that soccer was the universal language that brings children together, she has succeeded in helping 850 refugee children from 28 countries to overcome some of their difficulties, adjustment issues and language barriers. Along the way she also established a school tailored to refugee children, and last year graduated its first class. Terrific achievement! As we congratulate Lama, we also recognize all Arab-American women who have achieved success!

Whom of us Arab-Americans is not bleeding for Syria, and for the entire Middle East? Irrelevant of which political side we are for, or against, we continue to be infuriated, angry, hurt and frustrated.

So it is with Lilas Taha, who carries in her heart the double tragedy and burden of Palestine, from her father, and Syria, from her mother.

On reading her biography, I was amazed that like Susan Abulhawa (check out her story on our pages), she abandoned a career as an electrical engineer (her first job was as a scientific writer) in order to express her anger and frustration through writing novels. And, as they say, what better way for the pen to vanquish the sword? This is what Lilas said in an interview with Chris Hernandez about why she chose to channel her emotions through writing:

“When I saw what was happening in Syria, that’s when I started writing. Watching these horrendous images on television, knowing these people and places, I just needed to express myself. Honestly, I initially had no intention of publishing anything.”

However, publish she did. Her first novel: Shadows of Damascus, is a must read, as is her second one, Bitter Almonds. Easy to read, not long, Lilas pours herself into both romantic stories and invites the reader to live the lives of her protagonists with her as she moves them across the pages with a deft style and beautiful images. Nostalgia for all of us from the Middle East!

Underlying her main romantic themes is that immense longing for answers to her angst; for an explanation regarding her own existence of exile; for clarity regarding the chaos that wars and uprooting cause; the turbulence that permeates into every corner of society and affects so many families as a result of politics; how to endure the heavy burdens that are carried on the backs of émigrés.

However, Taha explains, “it isn’t a technical history of the region – I want people around the world to care about my characters more than anything. And if they do connect with them, maybe then that would prompt them to explore Palestine or Syria more deeply, and possibly empathize with the people.”

During her life in the United States, Lilas also worked with domestic abuse victims, with Human beings. Who were carrying their wars within them and how they managed to survive under grueling circumstances. That made her realize that, while she had to struggle with her own demons in order to survive her uprooting, there were women and children struggling every day in her new country from the devastating effects of domestic abuse.

Her books marry all her experiences, as do her enchanting characters bringing Syrians, Americans and Palestinians together and through them raging against the frustrations, oppression and wounds that cause so many tragedies. What I found most fascinating, especially in Shadows of Damascus, is how she leaves us not knowing where the relationship of her Syrian and American protagonists is going as if to ask: where is the relationship between the US and the Middle East going? It is a question that all of us have asked!

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