Tag: lebanon
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Day Three Hundred Nineteen, December 7, 2011
Does it happen to you sometimes that you may see a color, smell a certain smell, or hear a specific tune and they act as a trigger for memories that were long dormant in you? Funny how our life experiences are never really gone, but are somehow stacked neatly in the archives of our mind…
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Day Two Hundred Seventy Five, October 24, 2011
Since very early childhood we find ourselves drawn to certain colors. We choose our clothes in those colors, we declare that color to be our favorite, we like to draw and write in shades of it and we realize from early on that color has a great influence in our lives. I remember growing up…
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Day Two Hundred Fifteen, August 25, 2011
‘Summer rain’, so many songs are written about, movies, books, plays… I never new summer rain till I left Lebanon for New York, because back home, it never rains in the hot months. And we used to hear of this strange phenomenon as children and think “how exotic! Maybe one day we can witness it…
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Day One Hundred Ninety Two, August 2, 2011
H2O We are born into it, we breathe in it for the last months of our womb existence, we are made of almost 70% of it, we crave it first when thirsty before any other liquid, we bathe in it, our continents are surrounded by it from all sides, our atmosphere is soaked with it,…
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Day One Hundred Ninety One, August 1, 2011
Sincerity, humor, depth, intensity, creativity, loyalty, honesty, dignity, originality. The 9 qualities I see in her. Funny how we don’t get to choose who is in our family and we and they just arrive here together. Sometimes, we are lucky as I am with my little sister, an amazing person to know and be close…
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Day One Hundred Eighty Nine, July 30, 2011
This is a bay of memories for me. I have spent every long summer there since my early childhood and have gone back to it every summer almost without fail (war events permitting). It is the place I caught my first starfish, the beach where we dove from ships into the water, the waters we…
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Day One Hundred Eighty Eight, July 29, 2011
In a magestic valley that crosses the mountain ranges of Northern Lebanon runs a river all the way to the shores of the Mediterranean Sea. It is called among other names ‘the valley of the saints’, because nesting on its sides and in its caves are hundreds of tiny monasteries and churches, each with its…