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We live many events daily, yet few of them are still in
ourmemory and become memories someday.

In this page, we'll treat each important event in our day as an eternal one.
We'll record our diaries and talk about feelings , happiness , whining and disappointment.

This page is the place which gives you the ability to get your breath back.
This one well become amemory

To get this idea in a new and useful method,
we'll write down ourmemories in English so we can learn from our
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| |Thanks Asayel for the design

It is preferred without signatures

Also, any reply in Arabic well be deleted

Just in English, please.

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Home ... Sweet Home


Here is my HOME


love u

Sweet Belsan,


I love English language and I'm really glad to see a subject in Enlish in my favorite forum from my favoirte member/supervisor.

Talking about memories takes me back to my childhood. I've always said and admitted that my childhood was the best phase in my life. I remember every and each single event in it in a way that makes me emotionally touched most of the time and become tearful.

I feel that the memories of my childhood touch me in that way because of the inncoence that is almost lacking these days.

I wish I could be a child again and never grow up. Most of my interest is staying in my mom's arms and going to sleep after feeling the warmth of her love and tenderness.

When I'm angred, happy, saddened, laghing, crying, disappointed, depressed or sick, I've always found her by my side. She never left me alone and will never.

Gosh!! I admit that I'm so much lucky to have such a mother.

I'm sorry, I did not have time to arrange my words because I loved the subject and wanted to be one of the first members to write about my memories. But I wrote the most emportant thing that is in my mind and heart.

I would like to thank you so much for this great subject, Belsan.

You've done a great job in placing such a great opportunity for everyone to express their feelings.

As I'm one of those who do not have the ability to express themselves in Arabic. But I feel totally understood when I'm talking in English.

By the way, I guess both of us have something in common? What do you think?

Thanks again,

Accept my love and appreciation

You know what, Belsan?

I was laying down on my bed, trying to go to sleep as I have to go to work early tomorrow morning. But talking about memories reminded me with one of my very best friends whom I consider a sister of mine, Adrina.

Adrina is an African-American lady in her early 30's. She used to work as a model and she is now working with me as a secretary. She is so much obsessed about the way she looks and fashion. She is funny, full of life, nice, kind, as sweet as candy and most of all she is a good friend.

The weirdest thing about her is that she would never allow anyone even girls to hug her or touch her hair because she believes that touching a girl's hair by a girl brings bad luck??!!

By the way, GREEN is her favorite color.

I have a lot of memories sharing with her. She is hillarious in the way she tells stories, comments, jokes and I love everything about her.

One of my memories with her was when I first started wearing my Islamic outfit and I thought she wont like it as most of the "White Westerns" do. I stoped talking to her and I started avoiding her so I wont listen to any comment from her.

You know what she did? After almost 2 or 3 months of what I've done, she came to me and asked to meet me in one of the offices alone. She started asking me why are you avoiding me and not talking to me and she said something I was really tearful as I am right now when I'm remembering it; she said "I thought we were friends". God! How she made me really tearful.

Anyway, I told her the reasons and she said "Hala, I love you for what you are not what you wear. You are my friend. I'm not a friend with your clothes."

And for the first time we HUGGED. Can you believe that? I couldn't at that time. lolz.
She was tearful as well and since then I've never avoided her or tired to hide anything from her even if I knew it might be an obstacle in our friendship - which is not.

Anyway, I do have some great and funny memories with her as well.

The best one has just happend yesterday afternoon - my first day at work.

Adrina is pregnant in 7 months and a half. She came to visit me in my office with the girls. She started saying funny comments about how her clothes are not fitting her and how I am being mean to her by saying that her jackets are not closing and it was funny. Then we started touching her tummy as we wanted to feel the baby girl.

OH MY GOD! The baby was only kicking when I put my hand and she did it like 3 to 4 times. I was shouting "OH MY GOD". It was really amazing.

You know when you feel a baby kicking, it is the greatest memory ever.

Anyway, I'm spending the night talking instead of going to sleep.

Talk to you later guys and girls.

Have a great evening...

belsan
great idea
i hope finsh these years witout any fails

because iam so tired from it
that all in my mind now maybe iam bace soon

Back again .

After thinking Belsan,

Can you please place this subject as one of the main theme subjects on the Public Forum Board?

Please, please, please?

I think that everyone would agree with me that we want to keep this subject at least unti 2008 finishes.

Thanks in advance Belsan .

Oaowo
Your theme wonderful

Thank you (Bailasanoooh)

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