Dr. Khazal Fathi Al-Badrani

"Professors at Al-Noor University College in the Historians' Encyclopedias
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As part of his major project to document the creativity of Mosul’s scholars and its figures, the great Iraqi historian Abdul-Jabbar Mohammed Jarjis devoted an important chapter from his new book, Faces of Mosul, in its second part.

by Prof. Dr. Khazal Fathi Al-Badrani, the distinguished researcher and head of the Arabic Language Department at Al-Noor University College. We are re-presenting it here out of pride in this highly creative stature.
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He is Prof. Dr. Khazal Fathi Zaidan Hassan Al-Badrani, born in Mosul, Ras Al-Kour (Qulayat) in 1952 AD. He successfully graduated in his academic degrees and obtained:
1- Diploma from the Teacher Training Institute, 1974.
2- He obtained a Bachelor’s degree in Arabic Language, College of Education, University of Mosul, 1985 AD.
3-MA in Arabic Language, College of Arts, University of Mosul, 1990.
4- PhD in Linguistics and Grammar, College of Arts, University of Mosul, 1996.
He worked with all sincerity and dedication from the beginning of his professional and academic life, and was a role model among his peers and students, and we see this through his scientific career and life tasks:
• He taught at Dir om Tawtha Primary School for Boys, Mushrif Habeit Primary School, Muhawir Shemali School, and in the city’s literacy centers from 1976 until 1980.
• After obtaining his bachelor’s degree in 1985, he studied at Taghlub Experimental School, Al-Mithaq Evening Preparatory School, and Nablus Evening Middle School. Then he transferred his services from the Ministry of Local Government to the Ministry of Higher Education and Scientific Research at the University of Mosul - College of Education - Arabic Language Department, being the first in the department and the second in the college and university.
• He started at the University of Mosul in 1987 as a research assistant, after which he obtained a master’s degree, followed by a doctorate in • He started at the University of Mosul in 1987 as a research assistant, after which he obtained a master’s degree, followed by a doctorate in linguistics and grammar.
• He was sent as a visiting professor to the College of Arts and Languages - Thamar University in 2001
• Discussed more than (215) master’s theses and doctoral theses in most Iraqi universities.
• He supervised (29) master’s theses and (6) doctoral theses in the field of linguistics and grammar.
• He lectured at the University College of Knowledge, with its dean, the martyr Sheikh Faidi Al-Faidi. He also lectured at Imam Al-Azam University College, and the College of Open Education affiliated with the Ministry of Education.
• Member of the Union of Authors and Writers in Iraq.
• He published a number of short stories and literary articles in Iraqi and Arab magazines and newspapers.
• Published three books in the field of linguistics and grammar.
He remained in Mosul in 2014 during its ordeal, and wrote about the suffering of its people and their conditions on social media pages in more than one hundred and twenty articles and thoughts. He documented and chronicled those events, including what he wrote about (the repercussions of the opening of the ancient bridge).
I stood in the middle of the old bridge - the pedestrian walkway. My gaze moved to the right coast of the Tigris River, which extends from the old bridge to the Spring of Sulfur, where there are mineral waters, two small beaches that the people of old Mosul gave special names, and in reality they are one river, the Tigris River. These two beaches begin from the shore of Bab al-Jisr, it is adjacent to Shatt al-Qalaa, Shatt al-Jumi, Shatt al-Az'artiya, Shatt al-Ghaha, Shatt al-Jamasah, where buffalo spread along the banks of the river, and Shatt al-Hasa in Qara Saray. In these two shores there are stories, anecdotes, and memories that the people of old Mosul enjoy mentioning, where there is innocence, simplicity, and chivalry. In Shatt al-Az'artiya, you see women washing clothes on the edge of the river, you hear the echo of the sounds of the khatugh, which is a flat piece of wood that ends with a handle, with which they beat the clothes to further clean them. After they finish washing, they throw themselves with their clothes into the river, domes of air rising above their backs, domes shaped like the air trapped between their backs and their clothes, and at the shore of Al-Qala'a you find men stripped of their clothes in the morning to wash themselves with river water before they go to work, and you will find cucumbers and watermelons in a large mesh container, pushed by a man who has embraced an inflated bag, a means of river transport at that time, to reach (Al-Kab) at the entrance to the ancient bridge. It is the ancient bridge and the seagulls and storks on the dome of the mosque of Al-Agawat and the breakfast cannon are at the entrance to the bridge on the left side, and the boys’ voices are getting louder (kadah, lama, boom). The boys repeat these words as an indication of the approaching sound of the breakfast cannon.
As he wrote:
Despite the destruction, devastation, and displacement that befell the city of Mosul, this city will remain a city of religious, social, and national coexistence and it will regain its health and glory and remain the breadbasket of Iraq. It will rise to prove to the whole world that most of its people are honest and loyal, they love life. This life is found in the old sheikh as he wander, he sells boxes of tissue paper. You find it the woman who left her destroyed house in the old area with her eleven family members under the rubble and thank God. You find it in school students as they compete for success and excellence. You find it while walking around Bab Al-Saray and Al-Attarin, Souq Al-Sawafa, Bab Al-Toub, the Sarjkhana, and Al-Dawasa, Al-Nabi Sheet, Bab Jadid, the Blacksmiths Market, and others.. You see the owners of shops and shops rebuilding or renovating their shops with their own efforts without the help of any government agency. Indeed, some of them borrowed money to rebuild their shops. You find it in the water and electricity workers. You find it in those who lost their homes and their families, and they are many who praise and thank God. You find it... And you find it... everything in this city tells the story of its people’s struggle with the harshest circumstances, their story with death and life, destruction and construction, sadness and pain, crying and joy, optimism and hope. This is the determination of most of its people, I repeat, most of its people, while the rest of them were busy with themselves and their families and with the warmth of the dirham and the dinar. History states that during the royal era, the state treasury at that time was about to go bankrupt. The king came to Mosul asking for help and assistance from the rich people of Mosul, and he got what he wanted. What if the rich people of Mosul, the owners of capital, and others whom God had bestowed money were provided to them to rise to the level of the event, record a position, and leave a mark that would be passed down through generations and immortalized in history.