Summer’s End

A few weeks ago when temperatures reached 20 plus degrees and I was wearing my flip flops as if I was still in Egypt, I was convinced we were going to enjoy a freak autumn; a New England fall with colourful leaves and plenty of sunshine. I guess global warming is really rearing its ugly... Continue Reading →

Eyes On the Price

  I had a night out with my friend Saskia, who I met in Alex. I stayed in Amsterdam and she decided to visit me there. It's the start of the academic year and in Holland – I don't know how it works in the UK- new students do all sorts of activities in freshers... Continue Reading →

Harvest Time

  August, a month in which in many places in the Northern Hemisphere it is the height of summer. People are either fleeing the heat of the city and go to the coast, mountain or lake, or are escaping lousy weather and are going South. To coast, mountain or lake. Locals flee their cities and... Continue Reading →

On Life, Risk and Death

Today we heard that one of the FusHa- Modern Standard Arabic- teachers at our centre had died in a car accident last night. I don't know the exact details, but as I understand it, it happened when he was on his way home travelling by mashrooha, a microbus, which has room for around 10 to... Continue Reading →

Groove is in the Heart

I don't know what it is with me and February. I feel tired, need loads of sleep, I can't focus and don't feel very motivated. This all is pretty deadly for achieving the aim of deciphering the code called Modern Standard Arabic and obtaining other goals,  the achievable and the seemingly far fetched ones. February is the wake up... Continue Reading →

Coming of (yet another) age in Montazah

I am one of those fairies who likes to mark her birthday. Some people don't care about their birthday for several reasons. They believe it's just another day and nothing special. I think birthdays are special and you don't necessarily have to celebrated them in big style, at least not every year, but they should be... Continue Reading →

Time is on my side (yes it is)

This morning I felt caught in the claws of an irrational fear. Irrational because I wasn't  quite sure what I was so afraid of. When I thought about it, it came to me that this fear might have had to do with the notion of 'time slipping away'. I remember my dear mother telling me when I was in my... Continue Reading →

That was the year that (almost) was

Dear year 2009 I just wanted to say that I thought you were pretty good. You started out well with an unexpectedly entertaining New Year's Eve/Night with my evil-little-genius friend Lou in Covent Garden. A week or so later I celebrated my '15th' birthday in style with family and friends from the Lowlands and from around the corner. The month... Continue Reading →

Yule is what you make of it

People who know me wouldn't say that I am a miserable miser who's got no friends. They would know that I'm not a big fan of Christmas, though. I absolutely loved it as kid. When I was little it wasn't that popular in Lowlands Country to celebrate Christmas the way people celebrate it know. The feast of... Continue Reading →

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