Accidentally on Purpose

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Saturday, April 10, 2010

FORCED TO BE COURAGEOUS

And now look how poor and oppressed Egypt is from having this type of leadership. Bad for everyone involved. Oppression begets oppression. I am glad you are better now. posted by mariss9 on April 7, 2010 at 9:05 AM | link to this | reply | Mariss9: That is the universal law of Karma. “What you put out is what you get” That is the reason Israel will always survive, thrive and never be destroyed. Of course, it’s only as long as they do not become like their enemy. As long as they do not seek... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 5, 2010

COURAGE

I am confused, I am not sure of everything you are talking about, bombs etc? posted by lustorlove on April 4, 2010 at 9:14 AM | link to this | LustOrLove: On one fine Monday morning, as the sun was shining and I was busy dealing with my own universe of happiness and pain, the announcement came from Abdul Nasser, the Egyptian leader. Here is what he said, and in no uncertain terms it was what he meant to do and what, in fact, he tried to do. Of course he failed or I wouldn’t be here today. J Here... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

PERMANTLY TEMPORARY

As the burn was healing my heart was mending. My new social life was beginning to shape into a bearable world. My new friends, I played with, laughed with, and worked school too. They were nice and they were kind. Rebecca and Molly walked home with me every day. We talked about everything; we analyzed and solved all the problems we cold find. When I left to go home, and they continued to their home, I noticed how they spend hours talking down the street. I noticed that they were together and I... Sign in to see full entry.

COMMENTS AND FEEDBACK

What I love the most about Blogit is YOU. Yes, I mean you. I love to write, and to read and to pretend I am important. It is satisfying and blogit really does encourage me to write more. But nothing is more satisfying than you reading what I write, and then to top it off giving me feedback. That is heaven! So I decided to dedicate one blog to return the feedback on the feedback. I am reluctant to give answers to remarks on my blog because I know it is difficult to return just to check what I... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 2, 2010

THE BLISTER THAT STOLE MY RIGHT HAND WRITING

The burn on my hand was harsh and deep and painful. After the oil treatment that Mother implemented on my poor hand the blister that developed began to grow and grow like a breathing alien implant popping straight out of my body. By the time we reached the hospital it stretched all the way from the elbow to the hand. It loomed; a huge white and incredibly painful blister on my right hand. In the white harshly lit emergency room. The man in white sat down next to me and asked me to show my arm.... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Death Part 3

The fire danced up and down my spine, and the smoke filled my lungs. I could begin to breathe again, but it was short and quick for always I knew father was gone forever. Forever is a long time and forever is where I got stuck. If I were here forever, things would be different. For my little mind that had only nine years to develop, forever bothered me. And the fire devoured my forever. To sooth the growing fire burning within my soul in the wee hours of the night, I would secure my flashlight... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Death part 2

Mother told me I was the smartest because I was trained, without any accidents, before I hit my first birthday. By the time I celebrated my first birthday I was fluently speaking up a storm. By the time I hit my third birthday I was bilingual and happily loving my life. But now I felt stupid and I felt nothing. I didn’t want to go to school any more. I did go to school, but at recess I no longer had any desire to play. I stood in the corner and tears were quickly streaming downward. At first the... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Death

I turned eight before third grade and I was the oldest kid in my class. I was also the prettiest; I knew it because father told me so. Mother told me I was the smartest and I thought she was right because I remembered every single word the teacher said even though I pretended not to listen. I always ended up with an A, but I knew it was natural. I just loved school! At recess, everyone wanted to play with me because I was the oldest, I was born in March, and because I was the best at all the... Sign in to see full entry.

Trust

And the place where we worship, Why do people betray your trust? How is it that you can keep being hurt and betrayed by people over and over again? Is it because they are not good? Or is it because you expectations are not realistic, or perhaps your expectations should not even be there at all? Can you just let people be who they are? And live your life without any expectations. Just to give and give and never take anything back? Would it be a life worth living? Or is it the only life worth... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Dont Flake Out On Me.

For years and years my little sister has flaked on me. Time after time she is just a natural flake. It bothered me for a while, but than I just got used to it. Years later and her daughter is now flaking on my daughter. Again it bothered me, but I told my daughter that she needs to accept the fact that S…. is a flake and accept her accordingly. Again she said nothing, I said nothing, it did put a strain in our relationship, but once a flake always a flake, and for them cancelling plans the last... Sign in to see full entry.

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