His Excellency Donald Trump
The President of the United States
1600 Pennsylvania Ave NW, Washington, DC 20500, USA
The education system in Belgium, for instance is only used to exclude certain groups from the labour market, as the KVH (Katholieke Vlaamse Hogeschool in Antwerp) and the VUB (Vrije Universiteit Brussel) did with me. That was between 1984 and 1989. The purpose of the exclusion from the labour market is eventually the sex-slavery.
At the KVH (Katholieke Vlaamse Hogeschool – part of the Katholieke Universiteit Leuven (KUL)), a university for translators and interpreters, they tried to make me triple the first year for half a point.
I was targeted in particular by Professor Robert Sinjan, an interpreter at the Belgian Parliament. We knew about it because he was boasting about it and using it as a bait for attracting students whose dream was to do an internship at the Belgian Parliament, and to have them as a reference in view of working for the European Union.
At the proclamation I expressed my disappointment and I asked the management why I was able to get good grades during the year at the point that the other students asked for my help, and not at the final exams. They told me that they themselves were very sorry they had to make such a decision. They told me that the decision did not come from them, but from Morocco.
At the time it was very difficult for me to believe that Morocco would intervene in the decisions of the schools in Belgium, to decide my failure, and that the Belgians would listen to instructions coming from Morocco, unless it was someone in Morocco who is a Belgian. I was puzzled and angry because the message was :
You can’t have a future in our country
That is what they were saying with the grades which which they exclude you from the labor market, while you are at school. At the KVH or KUL they had at least the decency to provide some indications about where the problem was coming from.
I dropped out of this school with very good foreign language skills which they were unable to remove, like they probably did with my grades.
I have purposely chosen to learn the foreign languages to never depend on Belgium again for my future employment. As it turned out, my first employment was with Mazda Motor Europe, a Japanese company and not with the Belgian companies as they were contributing to the massive unemployment of the Moroccans and the Turkish people, and also to human trafficking, which is closely linked to employment in Belgium, particularly in the cleaning sector.
This link between the employment and the human traffic is highlighted in “Who is Selling the Sun to Whom” an analysis on tourism in Morocco, by the case study of Dims a Maghrebi bakery in Zaventem, and Beauté et Bien-être, a hairdresser in Woluwe Saint Lambert. I understood that the stability of some Belgian employers depends on the income from the human trafficking directly (like some hairdressers) or indirectly (through the banks or the financial institutions like Leemans Kredieten).
The case of Dims reveals incessant harassment with registered letters, visits from the bailiffs and very expensive legal proceedings for a small delay by the accountant in submitting a tax return form to the Ministry of Finance.
Compared to this bakery, they leave the Belgian bakers alone. who hire undocumented migrants, while the Maghrebi bakers are afraid to hire anyone illegally, including students. Black labour and the employment of undocumented migrants are forms of human trafficking, and many Belgian employers do it.
However, the stock of migrants for undeclared labor and slavery is obviously prepared well in advance through the education in Belgium.
I thought that changing schools and changing cities would also change something about my development in this country. Forget it ! The problem followed me to the next school, and it is still following me today :
At the VUB, I was treated unfairly during an exam by Professor Roland Willemyns (Dutch Linguistics), who in his first session told me that my exam was over a few moments after asking him to repeat the exam question.
In the second session, he asked me for the meaning of two words (overt and covert) which was in a footnote in the big book that we had to study by heart. I didn’t know how to answer.
I escalated the problem by letter to the Dean of Faculty whose name – if I remember well – was Mr Corluy. I complained that the exam was reduced to just one question related to a footnote. They did not take any action, but they advised me to study something else as the whole of the council of professors in the Linguistics Department was ganging up against me, to make any further exams with them even harder. That is how they avenge my complaint against Professor Willemyns, just because I wrote that the interrogation was not evenly spread to cover the full course.
I took Press and Communication Sciences, I was exempted from subjects like Economics and Statistics in which I scored above the average. I was financially bankrupt because you don’t get any student grant after failing so many times, and I combined working and studying.
Curiously enough, I had tbe best paid student job which the university employment service could attract. I was working with Coca-Cola and Lee Coopers. These companies were reputed as “difficult to get in”. Why was it possible for me to get in there and impossible to make it to the second year of the Belgian university ? His Excellency Jean-Claude Bonnet the French-Algerian CEO of Lee Coopers assured a good income for me and a steady employment during two full summers, while at the university facing the Enemy.
I knew since then that I was dealing with the Enemy,
unless they show to me that they are normal humans
I was not the only student with this problem. There were Greeks, Turkish and Congolese who also suffered a lot. They were laughed at because they are immigrants seeking improvement, because they are struggling and because their countries were very poor at that time. They became the objects of mockery at the VUB.
Amabilis is from Congo did between 10 or 12 years at least over a program of four years at the university. At every exam they found a reason to have her re-do the exam or the entire year. I remained in contact with her during those years. I recommended to her to start developing work experience which is more important than a diploma from a Belgian university. She insisted “I must get the damned university degree”
The more she insisted on achieving this goal, the further they took her from all her goals, as they did with me and my projects that they found at the copyright house, because I kept everything secret, I didn’t start anything in Belgium and I kept everyone in Belgium away.
She was over 40 year old when we finally gave her the degree which one receives when one is 22 years old. Even with the university degree the harassment didn’t stop, and that was what I predicted when I recommended going to work normally. The higher you rise, the easier life should normally be in a normal country. In Belgium, the higher you rise, the more they slow you down in more powerful ways than before.
They’ve made her homeless more than once, too. She couldn’t find housing easily and buying an apartment was out of the question, because to get a mortgage, unless she got help from gangsters like Leemans Kredieten, she needed an open-ended employment contract, which she couldn’t get easily. Most of the jobs she held were temporary assignments, by temporary employment agencies.
She held a few positions as a school teacher. “what ? After everything they did to you, you are accepting to teach in their schools ???” I asked her with the big surprise. “Yes, and it is in a school with many migrants, where no or few Belgian teachers want to work”, she explained. “And you want to fill up the gaps they made in their society?” I questioned with the intention to prompt her to become ruthless with them. “But these kids have the right to schooling… More than half of the class is from your country, Naima. Are you indifferent towards them too ?” she argued. “Not if this were a private school, but in a school funded by the government, yes”. “Well you go and find the money for private schools. I wish you good luck” she said with a tone that i will never find the money.
That is exactly the reason why I dropped out of the university sooner and I started work in the private enterprises. It is to learn more about investment, something which they don’t teach you at the Belgian universities.
The VUB just started in that period a partnership with the Boston University and this university was attracting Asians, Arabs and Africans… I was puzzled. Why are they more friendly with them and so nasty with the migrant children ? Because of the partnership with the VUB (where they were so convinced that I was a bad student), I did not try the Boston University, all the more that they had professors from the university which hated me. That is why I was puzzled about the fact that the same professors had totally different attitude towards the international students.
In that period the VUB introduced MBA programs in English for attracting the foreign students, and this while they didn’t appreciate the students of migrant origin already living on their soil. I met black students from Suriname who were studying hospital management. They were not slaughtering them like they do to the Moroccans, the Greeks, the Turkish and the Congolese.
Professor Willemyns posed a problem to all these foreigner except a Surinames language teacher named Jenny who came to prepare her doctorate degree in Belgium. She already had a university degree, so he didn’t argue with her… Or perhaps he was looking to get introduced in Suriname through her, in order to roll all their universities.
She was a very elegant black woman. If she was able to succeed her exams with him, you can’t call him a racist, can you ? He only attacks those who are at the beginning of the path and those who he can muzzle. I studied English and French so that they can’t muzzle me.
The junior and senior students came warning me about Professor Willemyns. They said that once you get him against you like this, he will make sure you get nowhere with your life. They mentioned that he was some big and important guy in a powerful organization, but I was not impressed by Professor Willemyns. Just from the blatant dishonesty and from the physique he has, I had my questions on whether he was a person with a disability. Who does he think he is?
The shape of his body was strikingly disproportionate that if you are born with the right proportions, he will definitely hate this about you. His chest is really enormously large and sticking out too far from the rest of the body between his neck and his waist. His hips are really very large towards towards the waist and much smaller towards the buttocks. I was also very amazed at his legs and feet every time when he walked in front of the students to unlock the classroom door. He is short, but the upper part of his legs are much longer than the part under the knee. It is like his legs below the knee stopped growing at some point, while the rest of his body, including his feet, continued to grow He has an enormous shoulder and enormous arms that were really very muscled and not in accordance with an intellectual job, but more adapted for a construction worker.
I imagined that in his mind could actually be more in accordance with the body (relying on physical strength and much less on the brains). He was so scary, his head was big and sticking between his shoulders, like he does not have a neck. He has enormous jaws, he was hiding much of his face behind his hair, his heavy beard and behind thick spectacles. It was like he was doing everything not to be seen, and in my eyes this is the attitude of a hypocrite, of someone who is hiding from us a lot about himself.
I don’t remember attending many classes with him. His class was empty. The students just don’t turn up and the reason was that he was smoking heavy tobacco, or perhaps shit, including during the class. I remember getting a headache and I never returned.
I lifted my shoulder when the junior and senior students warned me. “I am not impressed by this man, it is the reputation of the university which will be damaged if they don’t remove him, and if he tries anything with me.
In some ways he reminds me of Daniel Renson physically. Mentally he is closer to Lucien Leuwenkroon. The shape of his body takes a lot after the one of Francis Vermeiren, on the latter is very tall. He could be part of their mafia and their DNA group. As I said earlier, the problem which I had in Antwerp followed me to Brussels. Perhaps Professor Willemyns knew about me before I ever thought of going to the VUB.
At the VUB there is Professor Willemyns and Doctor Els Witte (the history of Belgian politics) who massacre the students, as in a slaughterhouse, with fascist grades. It looks like an ethnic cleansing at the university which was reserved for the white Belgians only, at that time (between 1980 and 1990). I don’t know about today. Frankly in 1988, I decided to never put a foot on the VUB campus again for the rest of my life.
In my second year at the VUB, Doctor Els Witte posed the biggest threat to my advancement. Even when the history is not your main subject or your major, everyone was obliged to attend her classes and her exams. If for your majors you already had tons of handbooks to study, the history of Belgian politics was simply standing in the way of all the rest.
Doctor Els Witte was giving lectures to audiences of over 300 hundred people. Her exams were all oral, if I remember well and she did hundreds of students. She imposed the learning by heart of her entire book which is 600 pages printed in fine letters. They reduced the number of pages in the most recent edition of September 2016.
We were supposed to remember the dates of when the Belgian government took important decisions, when major events occurred, and the names of the politicians, the people and the organizations which played a role in those events, the context of the events, and what happened before and after the event.
When your subject is languages, like English and French which are not easy languages, and you need to master technically the grammar, learn thick lists of vocabulary by heart, and you must fulfil literary research to understand the art and style of a book, in which you have the remember the content of the book, the life of the author and the context in which the book was published. When you learn a foreign language, you also learn the history of the country from where the language originates. I had all this on my plate. The History of Belgian Politics prevents you from learning the foreign language.
Why do they expect of the students to learn by heart in less than one year the history of their country, which took many years for Doctor Els Witte to learn herself ?
If the politicians themselves are unable to remember every line and every decision in the Belgian Official Journal of last year alone, I don’t know why I was expected to remember all the decisions since 1830. When in addition to this, you don’t find it interesting, it just doesn’t stick in your brains.
They make the education in Belgium so difficult that
you end up learning nothing. It does not prepare you for any job,
and even less The History of Belgian Politics
This course was designed to discourage study.
Though, The History of Belgian Politics is a very interesting reference book which I will use for studying the mental illness in this country. I congratulate Doctor Else Witte for all the hard work, because now we have a list of all the absurd decisions which the Belgian government has been taking since 1830.
They wanted me to learn all the absurdity by heart
I understood nothing about the history of Belgium and why this country was so divided. There is no line or logic which you can trace from the beginning until the end in the history of this country or in the book of Else Witte, apart from the history of the Belgian Monarchie. There, you have a line. It is the only line which is forcing a logic on all the rest, in this country.
A normal history book projects an unfolding of events, a growth in something, like the growth of an empire, or the growth of an international power and influence, or the rise of an industry or a culture which typifies the tradition of the country, and which is tranmitted from generation to generation. That is what history is about. It tells how things have started, how they evolve and how they end. Growth makes the story easy to remember for everyone, locals and foreigners alike. It also makes it easy for film makers to produce movies about the history of a country.
Do you find it normal, Your Excellency President Donald Trump, that almost all students score so bad marks for the history of their country ?
I didn’t find a logic and that is the reason why I failed. I didn’t see the link between one event and another, and studying a list of dates and the names becomes meaningless. With all the respect for Dr Els Witte, she was not giving any meaning to all the events in Belgium. I had professors at the Royal Atheneum of Antwerp who were more helpful than her in giving meaning to the historic events, such as the School Conflict which seemingly continues.
A normal history book also places all the political events against the macro-economic and the financial realities that have influenced a certain period. In The History of Belgian Politics by Dr Els Witte, at least in the edition that I bought in 1984, you will find not one word about the National Bank of Belgium, no explanations on the ups and downs of the Belgian francs; the debts and the deficits. Only in 2016, they seem to have added a business register.
There was a lot which was left out and an investigation is needed of all the editions of since 1974, when the first edition was published, because there have been far too many re-editions. It is like Belgium has has had many lives and many different histories.
When Dr Witte asked me at the exam why I doubled my first year (in which Professor Willemyns sinked me) and why I changed course, I replied that it was because of racism. She probably was expecting that I would discuss with her about her colleague Willemyns.
Upon hearing me say the word “racism”, she boasted out of laughter in front of me. “Racism ?! Do you think there is any racism in Belgium ?” she asked She assured me that there was no racism in Belgium, like the one in the Congo, and even less at the VUB.
If she admits that there is racism in her country, then she will have to change the history in her famous book The History of Belgian Politics. This is why an investigation is needed for all the editions of since 1974 and perhaps if payments were offered for changing anything in the truth. By stating this, I am not throwing any stones on Doctor Els Witte. Her work is excellent and she was much better than Professor Willemyns
A very large number of foreign students had suffered this form of discrimination, from these two professors, and in the Belgian education system in general and in all age categories ;
I know a Moroccan woman from Taroudant (South Morocco) who in high school manages to get between 95 and 98 out of 100 for mathematics and who completely dropped out when she was asked to double her year, because she had an accident. She was hit by a bus on her way to school by bicycle.
She broke a leg and remained in the hospital for many weeks. She was one of the best students and very beautiful as well. The school took advantage of the accident to fail all her studies, because you need to complete the secondary education for getting anywhere. They probably knew that she would choose to drop out rather than to re-do all the lessons and make herself ridiculous with those idiots in the Belgium school system.
I think, however, that this problem of discouraging students of foreign origin, especially Moroccans, is linked to public budgets for the education, which some want to put in their pockets. To achieve this, they admit a large number of students to allow for a larger budget for the following year. Once the budget is voted on, they fail a very large number of students to exclude them from the scholarship, the next year. The scholarships come from the tax contributions which the parents paid.
The budget for the students who they failed on purpose is being embezzled and whitewashed, perhaps through the sales of weapons in the conflict zones like Northern Ireland, Lebanon, Congo, Columbia, Bosnia, etc.
I wonder if the current numerus clausus in the schools of medicine in Belgium is a policy that also aims to eventually embezzle the education budgets. Instead of simply saying to the students “we just want your money“, they say “you are bad students“. It is the Satanic spirit that has no place in an open and modern society.
However, if that is the way universities and higher education institutions in Belgium operate, which is by crushing the immigrants to the advantage of the Belgians, then this is probably also the way in which the psychopaths succeed their studies, to later become mayors, ministers, CEOs of companies and of big banks, to direct crimes and to go unnoticed.
This is also how you find a dentist who intentionally destroyed my teeth and my smile, and a doctor who prescribed antibiotics probably to cause the diabetes disease for me. I have the honour to enclose the file concerning the medical terrorism in Belgium. I eventually survived this type of terror without any medical assistance.
My brother had the same problem like me in the education system, as did many young Moroccans and other immigrants in the Belgian schools. The education is normally used to build the economy, to distinguish the healthy from the sick minds, and the competent from the incompetent people. The studies serve to prepare the new generation to lift the country up.
Belgium does not prepare anything with teachers like Roland Willemyns and with courses like the one of Doctor Els Witte, and I already suspected it when I was a student.
The result is visible today, with mayors like Francis Vermeiren who prepares radicalized people in his municipality and companies with white-collar criminals who artificially try to maintain their grades and qualification which a university like the VUB has made these people believe.
This is why they resort to stealing business concepts from the immigrants and from the developing nations to cover up their inability to be creative, and they resort to highly ranked international audit companies to help the cheat, by pasting their letters in the annual balance sheets, with the intention to have the investors focus on the auditor and not the figures in the balance sheet. One example is Lavazza and another example is NH Belgium CVBA
My father travelled 3000 kilometers to assert a better education for his children in a foreign country. My father was believing in this country and he stopped believing in his children. That the professors would be cheating in all the schools and universities which we have been to, is something which he refused to believe. He stopped investing in us.
My brother and I stopped believing in Belgium and we started believing in our own efforts to come out of a mess which was imposed on us by fate. How could we know that all this had something to do with the farmland in Morocco, which they robbed from my maternal grandfather, and on which they grow and export strawberries to Albert Heijn and Delhaize ?
Like many migrant children, we found arbitrariness and dishonesty in the Belgian education. Afterwards, they are surprised that the young people – especially immigrants – in this country no longer have respect for the authorities, like the school teachers, the university professors, but also the police, the Judges or even the Prosecutors because they have had the experience of being ridiculed and cheated on by all these authorities. This is the gap between Belgians of immigrant origin and all administrations in the country. They make fun of the foreigners in this country.
One consequence because of professors like Roland Willemyns and the disappearance of the respect is that currently, the teachers are so mocked that the schools no longer find anybody who wants the job of teaching in front of a class of young people. This is because the fist or even the knife are perhaps the only way to get good points and to ensure a future in this country. The power disappears in the face of violence.
Soon they will laugh at all the mayors and all the politicians also, because of people like Francis Vermeiren, and we will laugh even more at all the Belgian chambers of commerce because of people like Lucien Leuwenkroon, because they have managed to occupy positions of authority through cheating. Once in that position, they abuse their power until they don’t have it any more because of disobedience or a total indifference towards them.
This is what I advised the Moroccan authority to do, which is not to listen to the transgressors who try to change the wealth and fortune of our country. You have to develop a total disdain for them. They are people who leave bad marks on the collective conscience. They’re called traitors.
The mistake which Morocco made
was to respect and to obey Mr Lucien Leuwenkroon,
and this is what makes a master of him and a slave of you.
Integrity is important for the future of the whole country, especially in terms of foreign investments unless Belgium has planned its own particular solution. I am thinking in particular of the Euro, by which we no longer see the achievements or the lack thereof by the Belgian people.
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