We would just like to wish you a Happy New Year on behalf of ourselves & the rest of Team Amana!
We hope this year brings joy & happiness to everyone & that we are successful in our upcoming projects.
Have a good year guys & keep happy!:-)
Syra & Ambia
Saturday, 31 December 2011
Friday, 30 December 2011
General Stuff?
Hey people.
Just thought we'd let you know about all of our pages and how to find out more about 'The Amana Foundation'.
The reason this blog was created was to try and get more of the younger generation involved in the charity or to at least make sure more people knew about it. Teenagers and children are the future of this charity and we pray for this charity to continue for as long as possible.
There are many ways of finding out the latest projects and events hosted by the charity:
- Our official Facebook page (it would be necessary to add this page as a friend if you are already on facebook)
- Our official Twitter (we would appreciate it if you could follow us if you have a twitter account! You can also see our latest tweets on the left-hand side of this page)
We would also like to talk about Q&As. If you have any questions with anything to do with the charity, please don't hesitate to ask us by commenting on each of the blogposts, asking us questions on twitter and tagging us in the tweet, e-mails, facebook wallposts/inboxes and any other way you can get in touch. We will try our best to answer all of them!
We also love reading feedback! Anything you would like to say about our pages, please let us know! Also if you think we should change anything about our posts or would like to see something new, we are always open to suggestions as we are constantly trying to improve our blog.
Last but not least, we would like to ask every one of our readers to spread the word and share our blog with all of your friends and family.
Thankyou to everyone who is following any of our pages, we update them as best we can to keep everyone informed on what we are doing.
Syra☮ & Ambia☯
We're in the Local Paper!
Hey people,
Well as promised, here is the article in 'The Oldham Advertiser' (one of our local newspapers):
If you live locally and would like to see and read the article yourself, page 6 of 'The Oldham Advertiser' is where you will be able to find it. For more information on our 'Help the Homeless' project, feel free to comment some questions below and we will get back to you as soon as possible!
Well as promised, here is the article in 'The Oldham Advertiser' (one of our local newspapers):
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| There we are^ Sorry about the hair, oops. |
Syra☮
Thursday, 29 December 2011
Amana Community Writing Project
Greetings,
Ambia here. I think I'll stick to this green colour. Maybe not. Ah well...
Anyhoo, I want to tell you about our new exciting event: Amana Community Writing Project.
What is this fabulous new affair you may ask? Well, the aim of this project is to compile an assortment of literature written by the Greater Manchester community. After all, the pen is mightier than the sword! This will become a priceless collection of literature that conveys the very voice of the community.
Check out more details regarding this on our website: http://amanafoundation.co.uk/amana-community-writing-project/
Competition ends January 31st.
Hope to see what you budding writers out there have to offer. Good luck!
Ambia here. I think I'll stick to this green colour. Maybe not. Ah well...
Anyhoo, I want to tell you about our new exciting event: Amana Community Writing Project.
What is this fabulous new affair you may ask? Well, the aim of this project is to compile an assortment of literature written by the Greater Manchester community. After all, the pen is mightier than the sword! This will become a priceless collection of literature that conveys the very voice of the community.
Check out more details regarding this on our website: http://amanafoundation.co.uk/amana-community-writing-project/
Competition ends January 31st.
Hope to see what you budding writers out there have to offer. Good luck!
Ambia☯
STOP PRESS!
Hello readers! How's it going?
Today was just a normal day I guess :-) Nothing too special happened, except for the fact my dad walked into the room and surprised me with the fact we were on the website for our local newspaper 'The Oldham Adveriser'!
On the day of which we conducted our 'Help The Homeless' project, a couple of people from 'The Advertiser' came and took a few pictures of some of the volunteers.
We have the honor of being one of the Christmas headlines! How amazing is that?
So the article is up on the website; it tells you more about out 'Help The Homeless' project so feel free to check it out by clicking the caption of the photo below.
That the printed version hasn't been sent out yet so when the newspapers do come through the door either myself or my co-worker Ambia☯ will be sure to let you know.
That the printed version hasn't been sent out yet so when the newspapers do come through the door either myself or my co-worker Ambia☯ will be sure to let you know.
I feel blessed to be a part of this charity. My grandad would have be so proud.
Stay tuned to find out what other things we'll be getting up to in the coming year.
Thats me over and out!
Friday, 23 December 2011
Amana Foundation Launches - Ambia's Personal Perspective
We had officially launched Amana Foundation on April 19th 2011, at the Grand Venue, Anchor Mill in Oldham. This was my personal perception of how the day went:
There was always some small part of my mind that wanted me to get into charity work. But like any other teenager I was drawn to exciting colours and other mundane activities we kids get into these days. But when I first noticed the ambition and the passion my sister had for charity work, it left me feeling awe-struck. She would get up every weekend and sacrifice her time to help other charities and those who are in need of our help. She was truly an inspiration, just like my uncle.
So, of course, we were all anxiously waiting for the 19th, the hours, minutes, and seconds diminishing and leaving us all shaking with excitement. We were so frazzled and confused by all the hectic planning that it went down to actually making sure we had our shoes on right and not wear two pants by mistake. I woke up early on the big day, doing chores that were not needed to be done just to get the hours going. My cousins and my little sister had gone over the list so many times it was incredible. I would be surprised if they didn’t know about all the dust bunnies hidden under the sofa.
When we marched down to the Grand Venue; all wearing our Amana T-shirts with such pride and honor, as we carried our stuff for the stalls, I remember watching drivers slow down just to look out their windows, their faces carrying such curiosity that it made me smile. I was giddy with excitement. We all were. By the time we got there it was pure hectic. I remember seeing just a blur of green and black by the T-shirts, a blur of happy and confused faces, all mixing together and forming an image in my head that was too special and genuine. I had wanted to capture the moment on camera, just to have the image in my head and remember that what we were going to do today would have made my uncle so proud.
Amana Foundation consisted of a mixed variety of people, all who were close families and friends. I loved how we were all from different race and ethnic groups, but yet we all came today, standing as one, as a family, to celebrate the beginning of a revolution. Yes, Amana Foundation is going to be a revolution. The spurting energy and youth from the baby Amana’s (as Muzahid Khan would say) and the determination and passion from the volunteers is what made Amana happen.
When we were all placed behind our stalls I could see on all their faces how nervous they were about what was to come. If I had known what a great and spectacular experience it had turned out to be, I would have shrugged my shoulders at them and say “relax guys, just do what I do; smile and nod. Just smile and nod”. But of course I was a nervous wreck just like them and found myself getting refills of my drink. When the flurry of people walked in, all holding the same curiosity as the drivers, I braced myself for what was to come, and could practically feel all the other volunteers doing the same. It was as if Amana had fused us together as one, our breaths and hearts beating as one, as cheesy as the idea sounded.
So, of course, we were all anxiously waiting for the 19th, the hours, minutes, and seconds diminishing and leaving us all shaking with excitement. We were so frazzled and confused by all the hectic planning that it went down to actually making sure we had our shoes on right and not wear two pants by mistake. I woke up early on the big day, doing chores that were not needed to be done just to get the hours going. My cousins and my little sister had gone over the list so many times it was incredible. I would be surprised if they didn’t know about all the dust bunnies hidden under the sofa.
When we marched down to the Grand Venue; all wearing our Amana T-shirts with such pride and honor, as we carried our stuff for the stalls, I remember watching drivers slow down just to look out their windows, their faces carrying such curiosity that it made me smile. I was giddy with excitement. We all were. By the time we got there it was pure hectic. I remember seeing just a blur of green and black by the T-shirts, a blur of happy and confused faces, all mixing together and forming an image in my head that was too special and genuine. I had wanted to capture the moment on camera, just to have the image in my head and remember that what we were going to do today would have made my uncle so proud.
Amana Foundation consisted of a mixed variety of people, all who were close families and friends. I loved how we were all from different race and ethnic groups, but yet we all came today, standing as one, as a family, to celebrate the beginning of a revolution. Yes, Amana Foundation is going to be a revolution. The spurting energy and youth from the baby Amana’s (as Muzahid Khan would say) and the determination and passion from the volunteers is what made Amana happen.
When we were all placed behind our stalls I could see on all their faces how nervous they were about what was to come. If I had known what a great and spectacular experience it had turned out to be, I would have shrugged my shoulders at them and say “relax guys, just do what I do; smile and nod. Just smile and nod”. But of course I was a nervous wreck just like them and found myself getting refills of my drink. When the flurry of people walked in, all holding the same curiosity as the drivers, I braced myself for what was to come, and could practically feel all the other volunteers doing the same. It was as if Amana had fused us together as one, our breaths and hearts beating as one, as cheesy as the idea sounded.
Unexpectedly, a lot of people came, which surprised me a lot. It boosted my confidence and I took my own advice of smiling and nodding, though I was sure I was making a few people uncomfortable, much to the amusement of my fellow volunteers. Little children had run to the samosa stands, their eager eyes taking in all the pizzas and chicken my family had provided with, their blissful youth so ecstatic over the cakes and the sweets, and the lucky dip and face painting. I remember finding myself agitated because I had wanted to join those kids and win something, and eat cake until I felt sick. The whole event looked so spectacular, that it was even making me want to participate in the games.
Alas, I did not have a chance as I was busy with my own stall selling my mother’s handmade headbands. Though, I did get to read my poem out and also listen to inspiring and emotive speeches made by my niece and nephew, Syra and Mohsin. To think that someone as young as them would have held so much love and respect for a person is just so incredible. They truly are their grandfather’s children. I had sat there at one point, taking everything in and feeling so exhilarated by everyone that it left me feeling emotional. Everyone had come for my uncle; everyone had wanted to become a part of his celebration. Family, friends, colleagues and even stars such as Shobna Gulati all came to celebrate the start of something new. We were not mourning over a loss, but celebrating an amazing life, which we were blessed to have with us. Amana foundation will continue the legacy of my Uncle, the late Mabaswir Khan, and I am proud to say that I am a part of it, and a part of this new family.
Ambia Khatun☯
Welcome Note
Greetings people of this Earth.
Our names you ask? Well I am Ambia Khatun, the one and only. You may know me or you may not...your loss. Take it away, young one...
Hello world. The name's Khan, Syra Khan. I'm a secret genius in hiding and plan one day to rule the world with my awesomeness. (Keep dreaming Syra -.-)
Our inspiration, my late uncle Mr Mabaswir Khan, was a man who dedicated his entire life to helping people and his community. He has given of his time freely, spending days and nights in an attempt to improving the life chances of others. Many people who knew my uncle had so much respect for him that they found it hard to express in basic words the admiration they held for him.
Everyone would describe Mr Mabaswir Khan as a true leader, the likes of whom are very rare. I'm very proud to have been his granddaughter. I hope this blog entertains you, as both Ambia and I will note down every event and project that will be led by us and the rest of Amana's volunteers.
Our names you ask? Well I am Ambia Khatun, the one and only. You may know me or you may not...your loss. Take it away, young one...
Hello world. The name's Khan, Syra Khan. I'm a secret genius in hiding and plan one day to rule the world with my awesomeness. (Keep dreaming Syra -.-)
Our inspiration, my late uncle Mr Mabaswir Khan, was a man who dedicated his entire life to helping people and his community. He has given of his time freely, spending days and nights in an attempt to improving the life chances of others. Many people who knew my uncle had so much respect for him that they found it hard to express in basic words the admiration they held for him.
Everyone would describe Mr Mabaswir Khan as a true leader, the likes of whom are very rare. I'm very proud to have been his granddaughter. I hope this blog entertains you, as both Ambia and I will note down every event and project that will be led by us and the rest of Amana's volunteers.
Ambia Khatun☯ & Syra Khan☮
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