گفته های مايکل عزيز (به ياد و خاطره قديم ها)

Ehs@n نوشته: فرزام جان من این پست رو ندادم.ترمه زحمتش رو کشیده.
اما منم هر چه قدر گشتم پیداش نکردم.اما بازم ادامه میدم تا شاید پیداش کنم.
ظاهرا بعد مرگ مایک همه ی سخنرانی هاش رو منسوخ علام کردن.

يعني شمام اون قسمت مايكل شناسي و نميتونين باز كيند ؟؟؟( اخه من فكر ميكردم ممكن
واس من فقط اينجوري باشه )

نه من اصلا به بخش مای مایکل شناسی سر نزدم.اما کلی تو گوگل گشت زدم.همچنین اکثر سایتها *** هستن که مشکل منو 2 برابر کردن.

نه باز نشدن اونجوري نهههه....كلا صفحه اش نيس ديگه
مايكل شناسي سايت
كنفرانس مايكل تو دانشگاه و ميخواستم....

farzam نوشته: نه باز نشدن اونجوري نهههه....كلا صفحه اش نيس ديگه
مايكل شناسي سايت
كنفرانس مايكل تو دانشگاه و ميخواستم....

منم بعد از مدتها دیدم وقتی رفتم تو قسمت مایکل شناسی و هواداران و رادیو همه ی بخشها که واقعا عالی بودن خصوصا مایکل شناسی غیر فعال شده.

من این ترجمه رو از آرشیوم پیدا کردم فکر میکنم همونی باشه که تو سایت امجی بود
واقعا زیباست بینهایت در کمال تواضع با تمام قدرت حقایق دنیای اطراف،رویاها،اندیشه و دغدغه هاش رو بیان میکنه

مايكل:

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”سخراني در مكاني كه قبلأ ميزبان شخصيتهاي برجسته اي همچون: «مادر ترزا»، «آلبرت انيشتين»، «رونالد ريگان»، «رابرت كندي»، «مالكوم ايكس» و ... بوده است، براي من افتخار بزرگي است.
دوستان، من ادعا نميكنم كه داري تحصيلات عاليه اي همچون افرادي كه در اين سالن سخراني كرده اند، هستم. همانطور كه آنها نميتوانند ادعايي در مورد رقص «مون واك» داشته باشند. و شما ميدانيد، به خصوص «انيشتين»، در زمينه ي رقص اصلأ تبحر نداشت.
اما بايد بگويم كه بيشتر از بسياري از مردم، مكانها و فرهنگهاي متفاوتي را ديده ام. دانش بشر تنها در كاغذ و مركب خلاصه نميشود. بلكه آنچه كه در قلب انسانها، روح و درونشان وجود دارد نيز، جزئي از اين دانش به حساب مي آيد.
بنابراين، من امشب علاقه دارم پيشنهاد بدهم كه بر ديوار هر خانه، ليستي از حقوق كودكان بياويزيم.
مواردي كه در اين ليست وجود دارند، اينها هستند:
حق دوست داشته شدن، بدون اينكه مجبور باشند بدستش بياورند.
حق محافظت شدن، بدون اينكه مجبور باشند ثابت كنند لياقتش را دارند.
حق اينكه حس كنند با ارزش هستند، با اينكه شايد هيچ كار ارزشمندي انجام نداده باشند.
حق اينكه به صحبتهايشان گوش داده شود، حتي اگر صحبتشان سرگرم كننده نباشد.
حق اينكه در موقع خوابشان، برايشان داستان تعريف كنند، بدون اينكه مجبور باشند براي آن با اخبار نيمه شب رقابت كنند.
حق درس خواندن در مدرسه، بدون اينكه مجبور باشند نگران گلوله ها باشند.
حق اينكه ديگران او را دوست داشتني بيابند، حتي اگر فقط مادر، صورت او را دوست داشتني ميداند.
اگر با دانستن اين موضوع كه ديگران شما را دوست دارند، متولد بشويد و از دنيا برويد، با هر اتفاقي كه در بين اين دو زمان براي شما پيشامد كند، ميتوانيد كنار بياييد.


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دوستان اجازه دهید تصویری را در برابر شما ترسیم کنم،این یک روز معمولی در آمریکاست،6 جوان زیر 20 سال خودکشی میکنند،20 جوان زیر 20 سال بوسیله سلاح گرم کشته میشوند،توجه کنید این یک روز است نه یک سال! 399 کودک به جرم استعمال مواد مخدر دستگیر میشوند،1352 کودک از مادرانی بچه سال زاده میشوند
تمام اینها در یکی از ثروتمندترین و پیشرفته ترین کشورهای جهان اتفاق می افتد،بله در کشور من اپیدمی خشونتی رواج یافته که قابل مقایسه با هیچ کشور صنعتی دیگری نمیباشد،اینها روش هایی هستند که جوانان در آمریکا جراحت و خشمشان را ابراز میکنند،فکر نکنید که چنین مشکلی در میان همتایان این جوانان در انگلستان وجود ندارد
تحقیقات نشان میدهند در هر ساعت 3 کودک به خودشان آسیب می رسانند،اغلب بوسیله بریدن یا سوزاندن بدن و یا مصرف بیش از حد مواد مخدر
این روشی است که آن ها انتخاب کرده اند تا با رنج و عذابی که از بی توجهی میبرند مقابله کنند.
در بریتانیا 20 درصد از خانواده ها تنها یکبار در سال دور هم مینشینند و شام میخورند. یک بار در سال!
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با جمعيت 20.000 نفري كه درخواست شركت در اين مراسم سخنراني را داشتند، مايكل جكسون ثابت كرد كه محبوبترين مهمان دانشگاه «آكسفورد» در 178 سالي كه از عمر آن ميگذشت، بوده است.

بله نسیم جان جدیه!
در اخبار ام‌جی هم یاد شد همون زمان.

اینم متن انگیلیسیش


Michael Jackson speech at Oxford University 2001

This violation has bred a new generation, Generation O let us call it, that has now picked up the torch from Generation X. The O stands for a generation that has everything on the outside - wealth, success, fancy clothing and fancy cars, but an aching emptiness on the inside. That cavity in our chests, that barrenness at our core, that void in our centre is the place where the heart once beat and which love once occupied.
And it's not just the kids who are suffering. It's the parents as well. For the more we cultivate little-adults in kids'-bodies, the more removed we ourselves become from our own child-like qualities, and there is so much about being a child that is worth retaining in adult life.
Love, ladies and gentlemen, is the human family's most precious legacy, its richest bequest, its golden inheritance. And it is a treasure that is handed down from one generation to another. Previous ages may not have had the wealth we enjoy. Their houses may have lacked electricity, and they squeezed their many kids into small homes without central heating. But those homes had no darkness, nor were they cold. They were lit bright with the glow of love and they were warmed snugly by the very heat of the human heart. Parents, undistracted by the lust for luxury and status, accorded their children primacy in their lives.
As you all know, our two countries broke from each other over what Thomas Jefferson referred to as "certain inalienable rights". And while we Americans and British might dispute the justice of his claims, what has never been in dispute is that children have certain inalienable rights, and the gradual erosion of those rights has led to scores of children worldwide being denied the joys and security of childhood.
I would therefore like to propose tonight that we install in every home a Children's Universal Bill of Rights, the tenets of which are:
1. The right to be loved without having to earn it
2. The right to be protected, without having to deserve it
3. The right to feel valuable, even if you came into the world with nothing
4. The right to be listened to without having to be interesting
5. The right to be read a bedtime story, without having to compete with the evening news
6. The right to an education without having to dodge bullets at schools
7. The right to be thought of as adorable - (even if you have a face that only a mother could love).
Friends, the foundation of all human knowledge, the beginning of human consciousness, must be that each and every one of us is an object of love. Before you know if you have red hair or brown, before you know if you are black or white, before you know of what religion you are a part, you have to know that you are loved.
About twelve years ago, when I was just about to start my Bad tour, a little boy came with his parents to visit me at home in California. He was dying of cancer and he told me how much he loved my music and me. His parents told me that he wasn't going to live, that any day he could just go, and I said to him: "Look, I am going to be coming to your town in Kansas to open my tour in three months. I want you to come to the show. I am going to give you this jacket that I wore in one of my videos." His eyes lit up and he said: "You are gonna GIVE it to me?" I said "Yeah, but you have to promise that you will wear it to the show." I was trying to make him hold on. I said: "When you come to the show I want to see you in this jacket and in this glove" and I gave him one of my rhinestone gloves - and I never usually give the rhinestone gloves away. And he was just in heaven.
But maybe he was too close to heaven, because when I came to his town, he had already died, and they had buried him in the glove and jacket. He was just 10 years old. God knows, I know, that he tried his best to hold on. But at least when he died, he knew that he was loved, not only by his parents, but even by me, a near stranger, I also loved him. And with all of that love he knew that he didn't come into this world alone, and he certainly didn't leave it alone.
If you enter this world knowing you are loved and you leave this world knowing the same, then everything that happens in between can he dealt with. A professor may degrade you, but you will not feel degraded, a boss may crush you, but you will not be crushed, a corporate gladiator might vanquish you, but you will still triumph. How could any of them truly prevail in pulling you down? For you know that you are an object worthy of love. The rest is just packaging.
But if you don't have that memory of being loved, you are condemned to search the world for something to fill you up. But no matter how much money you make or how famous you become, you will still fell empty. What you are really searching for is unconditional love, unqualified acceptance. And that was the one thing that was denied to you at birth.
Friends, let me paint a picture for you. Here is a typical day in America - six youths under the age of 20 will commit suicide, 12 children under the age of 20 will die from firearms - remember this is a DAY, not a year - 399 kids will be arrested for drug abuse, 1,352 babies will be born to teen mothers. This is happening in one of the richest, most developed countries in the history of the world.
Yes, in my country there is an epidemic of violence that parallels no other industrialised nation. These are the ways young people in America express their hurt and their anger. But don't think that there is not the same pain and anguish among their counterparts in the United Kingdom. Studies in this country show that every single hour, three teenagers in the UK inflict harm upon themselves, often by cutting or burning their bodies or taking an overdose. This is how they have chosen to cope with the pain of neglect and emotional agony.
In Britain, as many as 20% of families will only sit down and have dinner together once a year. Once a year! And what about the time-honoured tradition of reading your kid a bedtime story? Research from the 1980s showed that children who are read to, had far greater literacy and significantly outperformed their peers at school. And yet, less than 33% of British children ages two to eight have a regular bedtime story read to them. You may not think much of that until you take into account that 75% of their parents DID have that bedtime story when they were that age.
Clearly, we do not have to ask ourselves where all of this pain, anger and violent behaviour comes from. It is self-evident that children are thundering against the neglect, quaking against the indifference and crying out just to be noticed. The various child protection agencies in the US say that millions of children are victims of maltreatment in the form of neglect, in the average year. Yes, neglect. In rich homes, privileged homes, wired to the hilt with every electronic gadget. Homes where parents come home, but they're not really home, because their heads are still at the office. And their kids? Well, their kids just make do with whatever emotional crumbs they get. And you don't get much from endless TV, computer games and videos.
These hard, cold numbers which for me, wrench the soul and shake the spirit, should indicate to you why I have devoted so much of my time and resources into making our new Heal the Kids initiative a colossal success.
Our goal is simple - to recreate the parent/child bond, renew its promise and light the way forward for all the beautiful children who are destined one day to walk this earth.
But since this is my first public lecture, and you have so warmly welcomed me into your hearts, I feel that I want to tell you more. We each have our own story, and in that sense statistics can become personal.
They say that parenting is like dancing. You take one step, your child takes another. I have discovered that getting parents to re-dedicate themselves to their children is only half the story. The other half is preparing the children to re-accept their parents.
When I was very young I remember that we had this crazy mutt of a dog named "Black Girl," a mix of wolf and retriever. Not only wasn't she much of a guard dog, she was such a scared and nervous thing that it is a wonder she did not pass out every time a truck rumbled by, or a thunderstorm swept through Indiana. My sister Janet and I gave that dog so much love, but we never really won back the sense of trust that had been stolen from her by her previous owner. We knew he used to beat her. We didn't know with what. But whatever it was, it was enough to suck the spirit right out of that dog.
A lot of kids today are hurt puppies who have weaned themselves off the need for love. They couldn't care less about their parents. Left to their own devices, they cherish their independence. They have moved on and have left their parents behind.
Then there are the far worse cases of children who harbour animosity and resentment toward their parents, so that any overture that their parents might undertake would be thrown forcefully back in their face.
Tonight, I don't want any of us to make this mistake. That's why I'm calling upon all the world's children - beginning with all of us here tonight - to forgive our parents, if we felt neglected. Forgive them and teach them how to love again...