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Syrians who inspire me – chapter 3

One thing about Syria is, they take their Arabic seriously. I was first attracted to Syria by the existence of Arabic institutes which taught proper, professional Arabic. I was not disappointed. It turns out there are several Arabic institutes in … Continue reading

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With a toddler nephew, little boys and potty training take on new meaning

A boy, a bus and a lack of shame, Damascus, Syria, 4 July 2008 The other day I was walking to town, taking the route I usually take. The sidewalks aren’t great, but the road is heavily trafficked, so I … Continue reading

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Fat excretion

Gym Trainers, Damascus Style, 19 June 2008 Today I learned a new Arabic word, but I’m afraid I already forgot it. It’s the word for pee-pee. While attending a women’s only gym in Damascus, I’ve learned that the trainer’s job … Continue reading

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It almost hurts when someone who has nothing is so nice

So, I know I just started this blog, but I’m off on assignment for the next month and a half. I’ll still be checking in, but I’m afraid I won’t have loads of time to write, so I’m mining through … Continue reading

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