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| Hamad Schway, also known as Little Hamad |
Friday, February 12, 2016
Whatever happened to Hamad Schway?
Oh lookie here! Another photo from 1965. Remember Hamad Schway? Little Hamad? Great sense of humor. What did he become when Khalid and Khalifa pushed him out of the way?
Sunday, February 7, 2016
Shaikh Isa at the Beach
How about another entry idea for The Isa Campaign?
Imagine this great bit of the Shaikh Isa period: photos of him sitting in his little chair under a large umbrella on the beach in front of the palace in the summer, his gold phone sitting on a tray, holding his binoculars in front of his eyes to gawk at the European and American women in their teeny, tiny bikinis playing in the waters of the Persian Gulf. No Bahraini women, no locals, for Heaven's sake. Forbidden. Caucasian, okay.
Next up, servants bring to the ladies who've made themselves comfortable under beach umbrellas (and to their families, if the ladies brought their children) individual trays of tiny slices of Sara Lee cakes, usually banana cake with icing, almost cold, probably sliced while near frozen, and bottles of cold Pepsi and Fanta sodas with moisture beads rolling down them. Cold soda and cake, gifts from the Amir. Some of the ladies got watches and some, pearls. The Amir got his kicks.
I was so impressed with the spectacle the first time that I saw it as a 16 year-old girl in her own not-so-tiny two-piece swimsuit. American cake.
Imagine this great bit of the Shaikh Isa period: photos of him sitting in his little chair under a large umbrella on the beach in front of the palace in the summer, his gold phone sitting on a tray, holding his binoculars in front of his eyes to gawk at the European and American women in their teeny, tiny bikinis playing in the waters of the Persian Gulf. No Bahraini women, no locals, for Heaven's sake. Forbidden. Caucasian, okay.
Next up, servants bring to the ladies who've made themselves comfortable under beach umbrellas (and to their families, if the ladies brought their children) individual trays of tiny slices of Sara Lee cakes, usually banana cake with icing, almost cold, probably sliced while near frozen, and bottles of cold Pepsi and Fanta sodas with moisture beads rolling down them. Cold soda and cake, gifts from the Amir. Some of the ladies got watches and some, pearls. The Amir got his kicks.
I was so impressed with the spectacle the first time that I saw it as a 16 year-old girl in her own not-so-tiny two-piece swimsuit. American cake.
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
The Isa Campaign, oh yes
Right there in my inbox today came the news from the BNA of the Isa campaign with aims to collate photographs, testimonies, or videos from the general public documenting some special moments with the late Amir of Bahrain, may God rest his soul. http://www.bna.bh/portal/en/news/709090
Prescient? I was so delighted to see this news. I have plenty to contribute to the Isa campaign. I would not mind winning the award, either, since there were definitely some special moments with Shaikh Isa that I could share. Do you remember when he figured out who I was? At the old racetrack? Those were some good times. Mother took lots of photos and even some movies.
Prescient? I was so delighted to see this news. I have plenty to contribute to the Isa campaign. I would not mind winning the award, either, since there were definitely some special moments with Shaikh Isa that I could share. Do you remember when he figured out who I was? At the old racetrack? Those were some good times. Mother took lots of photos and even some movies.
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