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Since I opened my eyes I always ask mom, why I have a father and I cant see him (I was asking about baba jabeer, I use to keep his picture inside my room and I just love the way his face smiles at me, I use to remember, our books with his picture on , and I use to fight with the girls who drew an extra lines on his face !

We don’t know, as we are kids why we love this person, and we don’t know why we call him father!

I guess we realize NOW how did he effect our parents, coz this person did not do anything bad to his peoples he rules.

we was a father more than a price, his house is so simple, you can’t even imagine that a prince lived in this house, he use to drive his tiny car I remember it! It was red small one, even my mother told me that SEE! BABY JABER BEHIND US!

And I can’t remove this image from my head when he wave hi to me with my big smile on my face! I was 7 years old!

I remember my grandfather how he use to talk about him, and how he is so simple man and how he go to his friends since they wear in school.

I wish I could remember more about HH the human not the price.

Every leader in the world got a second home , but this man believes that his first and second and third home is KUWAIT.

He only traveled if he got a business trip related to the country issued.

I guess (Allah seb7ana wata3ala) he know about his heart, and how much Kuwait means to him, this is why Iraq get out from Kuwait in only 7 months J.

It’s a blessing to have a father and a leader like him .
may his soul rest in peace.