Our Ward

I worked, lived, slept in our ward for the past 8 months. I even knew the gost of Anna O living in it. Me and Anna O talked too much about psychiaty. She taught me too many things. She was my teacher. She only came at night when all others sleep. She don't talk. I only look at her, while she gives me a silent lesson. She says:

in psychiatry

you got to know how to use silence

silence is a technique of interview

silence let other speek more

and the more again

but don't over use it

She told me all that in silence. Speechlessly. And I was a loving student. Wanting to learn more from this lady.

Time came when I should go back to Baghdad. Am already preparing my self to miss this ward.

I made many lectures for my self and also for others if they like to attend. But it seems that students of psychiatry get easily bored by it. So my lectures did not get that success in the eyes of others. In my eyes they were so nice. I will miss the upportunity to make such lectures when I will leave Mosul soon.

This is charcot with a hypnotized lady in his arms in front of students.

Concept of schizophrenia was my first lecture.

Here are some other lectures I gave in this lovely ward. At last thank for all my colleagues and seniors who supported me during my 8 months course in Mosul.