I am ok, still want to get out from this nightmare.
I don't know what to talk about. I am tired from talking and talking and then ( nothing) . Nothing change in my life. soooooo
I wan to please you with this pictures from my grandparents's garden.
Enjoy your self
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Mankind is like the flowers of one garden. Each one has a particular beauty, a unique feature to display. We can learn alot from observing nature. Take care, say our prayers.
That's beautiful.
Nothing grows in my garden , besides weeds, date palms,papaya and dried up corn stalks. My mother used to grow sunflowers but that was a long time ago.
Your grandparents have a beautiful garden mashalla. I like the color of the flowes...maybe you can give me a bunch of those someday ;)
Hi Hnk,
I am glad that you are ok. That is important, I think. Your grandparents have some beautiful flowers in their garden! Here in Indiana, it is still too cold for flowers, but we will see them soon. There are green shoots above ground now that will bloom into daffodils soon. They are always the first flowers of Spring here. I always look forward to them. Thanks for posting these pictures! Take care.
Beautiful flowers:) Thank you for adding some color to my day. It is the second day of Spring here and we had 4 inches of snow overnight. No flowers for me:(
are you sure that you are 17 years old, i feel suspicious about it, anyway i saw your posts it was lovly, bye the way your english is good Mashaa Allah.
Hnk, I wish your life was more like the flowers.
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As-salaamu 'aleikum hnk,
I almost passed by leaving a comment since I didn't know what to say, but I'm glad to have read your 3-year old essay. That, especially the idea that nature is God's way of communicating with people, plus the photos of your grandparents' flowers, provided some inspiration. I just read my first blog a couple of days ago, Zeyad's, after reading an article he wrote for the Washington Post newspaper. And his blog provided a link to yours and liminal's. I live right outside Washington (where I was born almost 64 years ago). In the next week the cherry blossoms will be blooming all over the area. Some of the cherry trees were a gift from the people of Japan, about 90 years ago, and they survived through World War II, when Japan and the U.S. were at war with each other. In 1962-1963, I spent a year of college in Japan, and from 1965 to 1967 I was working on a master's degree in Arab Studies at the American University in Beirut, though I never finished it, having to leave quickly during the June war. I wasn't able to return, and ended up in the U.S. Army, where I studied Farsi, but still ended up in Vietnam even though I didn't have to fight. Why am I telling you all this? Perhaps to let you know that wars and fighting and hatred disrupt and interrupt and mess up people's lives, but eventually they end and life goes on. So do nature and flowers and learning and love. For you, for now, maybe concentrating on those last four is the best way for you to keep life going. And I am praying for you to get at least a 96 in your French exam, maybe even 99 or 100! Bonne chance!
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Beautiful flowers, hnk. Along the side of my building, and near the parking lot, the peach trees have come into bloom, and been battered by hail and snow. But there are still daffodils blooming, and hyacinths. I grow the daisies your grandparents have also, but they flower in the summer. And nasturtiums as well.
When I am sad, or worried, I love to be out in nature or with the flowers.
Your recent posts are heartbreaking, and make me want to cry as well.
What shall you write about? Possibly about wonderful dreams--which I hope will come true for you--of your future.
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I was reading a story on Iraq and came upon a blogger who had your link. I am an american and can not even imagine how hard you guys have it over there. I saw your grandparents garden and it's beautiful. Keep your head up and continue your dream of going to a pharmacist school. Take care.
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