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Archive for February, 2008

“That rooster business”

When I was a little girl my grandma used to say, upon finding the spot of blood you sometimes get in an egg, “We don’t need any of that rooster business!”
Well, our neighbors have a rooster who is one serious businessman.  For the past couple of days he’s been crowing to beat the band all [...]

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More snow pics

The kids’ uncle took them to the mountains to play in the snow the first time it snowed.  This was the very first time we ever saw snow in Syria.  Isn’t Jenan a great photog?

This is the tomb of the unknown soldier.  Jenan took this one, too.

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SNOW!

It snowed this week, in the mountains. Down here in the valley we just had a really horrendous wind storm. (Never a dull moment in Damascus!) We had one snow day because the kids’ school is in a suburb that is a ways up. This was the scene when we went to school the [...]

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Fries with that?

Today my daughters and I ordered take out from a new fast food place. We ordered chicken sandwiches with fries.
When we opened the bags there were only sandwiches. We were like, “Where’re the fries??”
We needn’t have worried, though. They were tucked safely inside the sandwiches. 
“Chicken sandwiches with fries.”

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Rocks Rollin’

This weekend my girls and I were sitting quietly in our flat, minding our own business, when suddenly the everything began to shake.  It was a gentle rolling shake, not dramatic but certainly enough to wriggle the computer screen and threaten to splash the water out of my glass.
Now, I’m a Kansas girl.  I’m all [...]

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PICTURE OF HOMS, SYRIA
From oyonalaalkaown.maktoobblog.com
The other day in one of my ESL classes the lesson was about jokes and humor. One of my students told a Homsi joke. It’s funny how every culture has its own form of these jokes. In America when I was growing up we told “Polock” jokes. [...]

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Blastin’ it

Tonight I was waiting for a taxi and from the other side of the street came the sound of Arabic music blasting from a car. Duffs (Arabic hand drums) and voices – really classical Arabic music. When I looked up I found a white Suzuki truck driving by, the kind with rails attached [...]

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