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FFF Challenge – Holidays

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  Mom and Dad taught me early the pleasures of traveling. They have been travelers, and my grand parents before them, too. The need to travel is running in the family. And the apple never falls far from the tree, right? I’ve always said that I have migrating birds’ genes. I can stay in one…… Continue reading FFF Challenge – Holidays

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Lucky… (Maria, the lonely nanny)

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    Friday night meant going back home for Maria. Unfortunaly, this weekend, she wouldn’t be able to spend as much time as she would have wished, with her precious son. Sebastian was a sweet, brilliant kid. Every Friday he waited for her in the livingroom’s bay-window. As soon as she stepped out of the…… Continue reading Lucky… (Maria, the lonely nanny)

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Family – Word of the Day Challenge

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Special day…

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  Most people would probably say, that this is by no mean a special day. Just a week away from Christmas, no reason to celebrate, right? But I beg to differ let me tell you why, if I might… For thirty eight years ago I was offered the greatest gift. My mom gave birth to…… Continue reading Special day…

Africa · Blogging · Kamsar · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Out of Africa… (6)

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Today was quite special. If you’ve been reading these “Out of Africa” posts, you know that I have lived in Guinea for five years, about thirty years ago. In the small town where I lived (Kamsar), there weren’t a whole lot of us, expat children. We were forced to learn how to get along together.…… Continue reading Out of Africa… (6)

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No, I’m not pregnant.

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What defines “weird”? If I judge by the usual brow raising and eye rolling, I would say this choice of breakfast. I don’t eat breakfast often, usually just having a tall glass of milk. But every now and then, especially on days off work (like today), I go for this family classic.     Peanut…… Continue reading No, I’m not pregnant.

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Sore…

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  Totally… Well, no, not really. Only from the waist up. But I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck during the night. Oh, I knew I would feel sore, but I didn’t expect to meet with so many muscles screaming their disagreement with me forcing them to work yesterday. I do realize…… Continue reading Sore…

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I am so lucky…

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  Sitting alone on my favorite couch, a woolen scarf wrapped around my neck to fight autumn’s friskiness, I am thinking about my younger years… I had a very nice childhood. I could go about and tell my favorite memories of it, and maybe I will someday, but it is not the point of this…… Continue reading I am so lucky…

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Dear John Doe’s daughter…

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  Not long ago, I wrote about a homeless man I met during Montréal’s Film Festival… John To be very honest, I almost deleted my post just before hitting the “publish” key. I was afraid the story would give the idea that I was bragging about being nice to the homeless. It wasn’t my intention, I…… Continue reading Dear John Doe’s daughter…

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What did your father do?

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For a living, that is. I froze… What job was my dad doing when I was a child? He could have been a doctor, a singer… He could have driven big trucks, leaving for weeks at a time, being a truck driver. He could have been a taxi driver, or played in “Taxi driver”, then…… Continue reading What did your father do?