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Time Seems To Be Going Faster

Yesterday I was sifting through my drawer looking for something when I noticed my son’s high-school ID. I looked at his picture. He was just a kid then and yet it seems like it was just yesterday that we moved … Continue reading

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An Old Rule

Do you ever wonder that if one day you are given the chance to live your life over again you would live it differently? You would make different choices. I do. I go back to those times in my life … Continue reading

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Staying Young

Teaching. Some people argue that teaching is not only a tiresome profession, but an unrewarding one as well. That the rewards are not that great, and that it is one of the most unappreciated professions. I have to agree to … Continue reading

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The Miracle of Miracles

Do you believe in miracles and fairy tales? A miracle according to Webster’s Ninth New Collegiate Dictionary is a wonder, an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs: an extremely outstanding or unusual event, thing, accomplishment. A fairy is … Continue reading

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It’s Terrible

“It’s terrible the way one loses things as one grows older.” wrote Simone De Beauvoir. What do you do when something, some phase or chapter in your life has come to its end? You feel it, you know it, and … Continue reading

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Nevermore

It all started in grade 12 when I gave my book to a girl in my neighborhood. Prior to that, when I was a little girl growing up in a small village east of the Bekaa valley in Lebanon, there … Continue reading

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“What difference do it make if the thing you scared of is real or not?”

When I was a little girl, I wanted to become a teacher so badly. Every day after school I used to come home, wear my mom’s high heel shoes, arrange my dolls on my bed and pretend I was their … Continue reading

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