tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71647492024-03-08T06:31:02.824+03:30somisaharaAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.comBlogger1041125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-66870194494596790182015-09-09T09:36:00.002+04:302015-09-09T09:36:48.148+04:30Week -26<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I missed 5 nice weeks of my sweet pregnancy just out of busy days of work and home. Thanks God I am in a very healthy mood that let me continue my daily schedule same as before, I'm still driving, walking, cooking and preparing baby's and Rozana's new bedrooms.<br />
In my last check-up I was waiting for another sonography to monitor his improvements but the doctor said he is OK and there is no need to enter his private world ;)<br />
This month was full of precious news, first of all my best friend Khale Sanaz became mother for the first time excatlt a day before Rozana's birthday. It's very odd that her destiny and mine are this much tight and bound to each other. It's more than 21 years which we are experiencing same events. She wasn't in Iran and unfortunately I wasn't beside her at those moments, same as Yashar's birthday, but I became damnly happy of feeling her happiness. Also last week Nikan was born. Her parents are close friends of us and I know tham for more than 20 years. They are not in Iran either and ... and the best and the most challenging news came last week which is making our new life route.<br />
I changed Rozana's wall paper, bought a new bed and table for her and brought the old ones to the prince room. When everything is finished I'll publish the photos.<br />
Last week we went to a one-week trip to north of Iran with my uncle's family. Its was very good and my sixth sense sure me it wont repeat at least in near future. We bought a cake and celebrate Rozana's birthday in Lahijan park and also some days ago, Khale Hamide baked a cake and celebrates it with her cute children again. The photos are shown below.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-48576622524641061892015-08-02T08:57:00.001+04:302015-08-02T08:57:51.357+04:30Week - 21<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I am getting heavier than before and it means my little prince is getting bigger. We are discussing about a suitable name for him. One of my friends who is a kid's English teacher says a research have been done about the effection of the names on the children improvement. The result was amazing, those whose names are special and haven't been heard a lot are attracting their teachers more than ordinary names. Teachers, unintentionally, pay more attention to them so it results in better education !!!<br />
I should confess that the names which are suggested by Rozana is better than Mehrdad's and mine :D<br />
I become tired when I go to work and I am busy about buying a new bedroom set for Rozana and giving hers to my son. KhalehSanaz is waiting to hug her little princess in a month and I wish I was by her at that moment. It's funny, we were together during last 21 years and now I can't be with her. It happened during Yashar's birthday too. I wish I was there but I couldn't. Actually I missed that wonderful experience ...<br />
Anyhow, everything is OK generally and thanks God.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-53472363622626190112015-07-28T10:08:00.001+04:302015-07-28T10:16:10.467+04:30Week - 20<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
We are in week 20 as I wrote on the title. last week was full of emotions for me. I changed my gynecologist, he was traveling abroad all the times and I was tracing him. The new one is a kind woman who has an office in the hospital I'm planning to give birth to my baby.<br />
Anyhow, two nights ago I went to pass my sonography, it was for checking anomaly and also the gender. Rozana went to her skate class and then we went there. It was about 11 PM that they called my name!!!!!!!! The doctor was very kind and talked with Rozana a lot. He said it was very necessary to pass this test with the elder sister. Surprisingly it was very similar to Rozana at this phase. I am sure they will look alike each other very much or as Khale Sanaz said they will look alike Mehrdad very much!!!<br />
He checked all the organs, the head, eyes, lunges, heart beat, feet, hands, back bones and ... my baby is a BOY. The doctor said you should ask his father a gift, I didn't understand his language so I asked is she a girl and he answered you should ask his father for a gift again, after some seconds I remembered that it means you are having a boy. Not in my country but I think in all the world it's like this. The general believe that having a boy is a gift or a chance...<br />
We went to my mom's house at about 11:45PM. I remained in car and Rozana went to take the food she had cooked and also tells her the news. I was hearing her voice ... She was really shocked. I hadn't seen Rozana as happy as that night before. She was jumping and laughing with a loud voice and was talking non-stop to express her feeling for my mom. She said my brother is as big as an orange and all his organs are complete and I have seen them. She was jumping and hugging my mom times and again. She was damnly happy. The moment we reached home (about 12 PM) she called Mehrdad's family to tell them the news. Last week Mehrdad's mom had a dream of a new boy and Rozana told her the dream becomes true.<br />
All these moments was like a blink of an eye.I started texting my friends and families who were asking and then I felt crying.<br />
Maybe I shouldn't write this feeling here, but if one day my boy was able to read these lines I ask him to think about them. I started crying after observing Rozana's happiness. She was walking on the clouds and I was thinking about the future, When they become adults and when Rozana ask for his protection in the case of Mehrdad and I absence. Will he understand how adorable he was for Rozana before his birth? Will he understand one of the main reasons of having him was continuous requests of Rozana for having a sibling? ... and lots of more questions.<br />
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I am happy of having the new angel, he is going to be the prince of my own family, having Mehrdad and Rozana is completing this prosperity, also having my parents and families and friends who are always very kind. Thanks the generous God for giving this much attention to me. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-76542641882670518622015-07-14T10:17:00.000+04:302015-07-28T08:57:43.459+04:30Week - 18<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This is the last week in Ramadan :) and my little angel is still growing. I read an article about the size of him/ her and imagine how big he/she is, just as big as a mango !!! I have a live mango in my belly which is going to make a world of him/her. Really its a miracle. Rozana is acting very gently, taking care of me and listening to my tommy noises times and again and is changing her sleeping attitude, She comes with me to bed, hugs me and talks for a while . Then puts her little nose beside mine and keeps me tight, then I go to sleep and Mehrdad calls her for going to her bed. You see, she is making me asleep not me !!! Really she is clever. This time of motherness is very sweet, I have an angel in myself and another one who is caring and kind.<br />
My little angel is making sking these days and I don't know which vitamins are urgent to be provided, so I keep on eating nuts and fish and milk and protein as before. I should lessen my daily tasks and wait for the time of hugging my children together.<br />
Thanks God and hope everything goes as perfect as before.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-70448327310769934912015-07-05T09:56:00.000+04:302015-07-05T09:56:33.512+04:30Week-17<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My new angel is as big as my palm... imagine, just a palm is inside me and is growing gradually to become my world. This miracle and the procedure is always sweet to be reminded. Also he/she is getting used to the noises around, let me guess what are those noises, It would be Rozana's non-stop talking :D, Mehrdad's spoiling me, car horns in the traffic jam, cartoons, ... so they are not terrible :) It's funny for me that how hungry I become during the day. We are in Ramadan and restaurants are not allowed to perform before evening and I should always have something to eat otherwise I will die out of hunger :))))))))) This eagerness of eating is surprising for me. There is something strange too, At my first pregnancy, I was counting the days to do regular check ups and use suitable vitamins, but this time I am sure that if I eat all the useful ingredients there won't be any trouble. even going to the doctor is not a necessity for me. I think I can do all the steps without problem. This much self-confidence is new but I can't resist.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-33970802387694168202015-06-29T08:12:00.001+04:302015-06-29T08:12:43.436+04:30Week-16<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Week 16 ..... I did a well-done haircut last week. So, Rozana and I and her father are somehow bold :D ,maybe same as the new angel, but if he/she is similar to Rozana there would be lots of black wavy hair.<br />
We are in Ramadan, Only dady is fasting but all the family gather for Eftar and dinner and I enjoy cooking for my little but growing family. This is the last Ramadan in a 3 member family ... Rozana asked me to give instructions about doing baby bath and also changing the diaper !!!!!!! I am talking to her about just taking care but the jobs are mine. We are preparing her/his room gradually. Every weekend Mehrdad and I do some cleaning to reach to the point of buying new set for Rozana and moving hers to the baby room.<br />
I don't know why the second experience is much more easier than the first one, all the sorries and difficulties are the same but I feel this task is not a hard one at the time.<br />
My little angel is appearing by very tiny knocking on my belly. Those are moments of my carelessness behind the computer when the position is not safe ... and he/she reminds me by the knocks. I think the new angel would be as wise as Rozana :))<br />
I'm stepping into the second trimester, it means more fatness and more calcium and protein intake but also it means more sweet movement feelings and also gender recognition. Thanks God for giving me this much pleasure.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-59833120460718302542015-06-21T09:27:00.001+04:302015-06-29T08:12:55.781+04:30Week-15<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I don't know why I haven't written here for a long time... There are lots of social networks which I'm an active member but this blog is my real child, I have cherished it for more than 10 years and It's a cosy place for me.<br />
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Anyhow, I should write about the start of another nice and preciouce pregnancy again here. As you see in the subject I'm in the week 15. Maybe lots of my experiences are the same as Rozana's but this time there is a difference.<br />
I have an 8 year old daughter who is the main reason of my second experience. It's been a long time since her first requests about having siblings and atlast she convinced us. Rozana's childhoow was wonderful, I'm not expressing this out of my motherhood feelings but due to my friends and families.<br />
Rozana was really calm. She didn't crawl until she became 1 year old and started walking. She was very wise(her IQ test result was 140, the best among all students), she didn't resist on eating her food or her bitter drugs. She reacted very professionally at toilet training and there wasn't any sleeping disorders.<br />
Maybe all these points are not important for my nice readers except those who are facing the same situation. Now I have an 8 year old daughter which was able to be alone from 2 years ago, was able to make her breakfast and lunch, to wash the dishes, to call me and ask about my day, to call her daddy and order my BDay gift and to break the dishes while trying to make some ice-cream. In brief she is perfect.<br />
I wrote all these lines to say about my great thankful of having a perfect child. I know the second one might not be as easy as her.Although I'm 8 years older than Rozana's time... But there is a main reason here. I LOVE CHILDREN, especially those who are mine and I want Rozana feeling having a brother or a sister while she is growing up. My brothers are not having a great role at my life but they are some where is the world which makes me sure we are thinking about each other. I want Rozana have the same experience, having someone of her blood, being protective of a friend.<br />
She is very happy of my pregnancy news. I wasn't agree to let her know before the week 12 but Mehrdad said she is adult and should know everything. So Rozana was the first one who became aware of the news and even she knows the exact time of this miracle. She is very caocious, careful about my diet and advise me to not eating salt and chips and snacks. Also she tries helping me at home tasks. Last night she was learning the way of carrying an infant in the bath!!!!!!!!! I don't know about the persistancy of this feeling but it's very precious for me.<br />
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Let me talk about the new angel. I don't know about her gender yet, maybe in 2 weeks I will have another sonography test. I'm very well and not feeling any pain or blood pressure. I'm doing all my daily tasks, driving, eating and little sport. I feel it might be a boy but let the time shows the truth.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-67834640312031525982015-04-20T08:03:00.001+04:302015-06-29T08:17:47.542+04:30Good News<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
These days I'm tasting a good news of my life. It's not a new taste but very tasty. I am wondering why we are not capable of having sudden funs but miseries are coming whenever they wish.<br />
Anyhow, I'm deeply happy of having this news.</div>
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We went to north of Iran beach during last holidays with Mehrdad's sister family. It was rainy but pleasant and Rozana played as much as she could.<br />
At Ashoora we were in Lavij village where is known for its pure honey. I'm sure that day will remain in minds because of the time and place.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-69582922618291240512014-09-30T08:34:00.001+03:302014-09-30T09:00:32.064+03:30Rozana's 7th BDay<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's been along time since my last weblog update. I was busy but happy. Rozana took lots of my time during summer by her classes and sport schadules. She is perfect at any case we enter. It's amazing but unbelievably all her tutors are satisfied with her courses which ranges from ordinary school lessons to music and English language and swimming. She is making our world.<br />
Last week I held her belated 7th birthday party with her classmates and friends. While she was dancing in her princess suit I was only thinking about the prosperity I have by having her. Attieh Joon and Yashar were our dearest absent gusets.<br />
Tehse are some photos of our gathering:<br />
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P.S.: Cake and food were cookes by my mom. Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuu.</div>
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Last week Rozana was invited to one of her classmate's birthday party and surprisingly her ex-teacher was invited too. Children ran into her arms and start talking all to gether. I was wondering how hard is calming 15 students and also teaching alphabet to them.<br />
I remember my 1st grade teacher, an old and kind woman who was very diciplined and thought lots of things to me.<br />
These are some photos of the night :)<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-59325388773247189492014-04-29T08:22:00.000+04:302014-04-29T08:22:32.774+04:30Yashar Is Coming<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
We are preparing for our first time hugging Yashar. Yooooooohhhooooooooo. He is coming. However, I've missed Attieh Joon and hugging her after almost two years is a surprise. I hope all families live with their beloved.<br />
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P.S. Last Saturday was Mehrdad's birthday. We ate cake with his family and our friends in two nights :D Happy Birthday My dearest one in the world. Some people believe in first sight love and they think they know each other for years exactly from the first meeting, some opponents think love is a combination of time and caring.<br />
In our case both of them are true. I was loving him from the first moments of getting aquaintes and this feeling grows by my age. We made our sweet home and Rozana is the gift.<br />
My cool, calm, kind, generous, extravagant, wise, handsome and friend, Happy Happy Birthday.</div>
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Yesterday I had one of my greatest birthdays ever. I'm 34 years old now, not ashamed or worried of getting older but happy of getting more experience, maturity and wisdom.<br />
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I am happy of having Rozana. She gave me 60000 tomans of her own money and also a piece of "soap" which was new and nice and smell good. She said it was the best thing she had the day before!!!!!!! I wasn't able to express my feeling of her pure love given to me. I was simply happy.<br />
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The cake was made by my mom. She gave me another precious gift but I see her love between these creams and strawberries. She planned for making me happy and I was really happy.<br />
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About 4 o'clock somebody rang the door. He was a postman with a bunch of flowers. I was damnably shocked when I found it was sent from one of my best friends from Istanbul. She arranged the address and time for sending her gift and I was really happy. I wasn't successful in hiding my happiness tears when I saw her flowers.<br />
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I talked to KhaleSanaz and hearing her voice was a good gift.<br />
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I talked to Attieh joon and watched her angel's films via internet and assumed hugging him and it was wonderful.<br />
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Mehrdad and Jacksaran and my father were there to give me the feeling of being loved and I was deeply happy.<br />
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Last night when I was going to bed, I was thinking about all the moments of the day. It was a memorable day.<br />
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<b> THANK YOU ALL .</b><br />
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These days we are preparing for Nouruz, by cleaning the house, buying some new things and planting some lentil and wheat for Sabze. Honestly speaking I like this vibrant environment.</div>
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These days I am baring Khale Sanaz's absence by thinking about coming Nouruz and happiness of being with my family and the hope of future plans which may come true by the end of next year.<br />
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Some days ago, Mehrdad and I searched all the house to find a flash memory which had our personal pictures and some films and documents. I was sure about the place I'd leaven it for the last time but it wasn't there. Anyway, we felt disappointed and slept. The next day I found that memory in Rozana's hands!!!!!!!!! I was shocked when I heard her answer about the reason: I'd given it to Arista (one of her classmates) to watch Frozen(name of a new animation) but she commented about not being able to find it in that flash.... Rozana had given the wrong memory to her classmate and actually the one with our personal pictures and information. I talked to her and tried to make it clear about the mistake but I was wondering how hard is growing up a child with the least mistakes. Her needs are changing from food and cloths to care and attention. This phase is time-consuming but vital and Mehrdad and I should pay more attention.<br />
By the way, she accepted her mistake and promised to not repeat it again. Lets see what future may bring.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-89465790543602310782014-02-09T15:57:00.003+03:302014-02-09T15:57:59.778+03:30The Week<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Last week was full of new and odd events. My family got together after almost 14 years in my parents house (Mehrdad and Attieh joon and Yashar were absent unfortunately) and the experience was more than my expectations honestly.<br />
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The snow started from Saturday till Thursday which was odd for Tehran too. This non-stop snow caused lots of difficulties when I intend to go to work or visit some friends.<br />
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My closest friend, Khale Sanaz, left us to Australia on Wednesday. I was preparing to face her presence lack for almost a month but the moment I gave her my last kiss I was thinking about my wishes to be with her in this trip. We are with each other more than ... 18 years !!! (more than half of my age) and I know where ever she is, I will feel her spirit around.<br />
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Snow, My Family, Yashar and Attieh, KhaleSanaz... These are the words I spent previous week with and I think it was a great taste because reminds me to enjoy good future moments.<br />
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Hope going to some resorts with Yashar and her parents in near future.<br />
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P.S. These photos were taken in Ramsar, north of Iran , last week when we escaped from Tehran pollution for having some rest.</div>
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This Yalda turned to an unforgettable one by Javad's visit of Iran and also our very dear Yashar's birth.<br />
Yashar is my nephew and I regret not being beside Attie joon and Yaser while tasting their best taste of life. We feel very excited by hearing his entrance and Rozana start laughing out of her happiness. She is enjoying Uncle Javad's availability and asking us to go to Malaysia for Spring holidays :D<br />
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Dear Yashar, congratulations for your coming and littling up our life. You are very precious like your parents and no matter where ever you are, we always wish you the best.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-92045496833876557042013-12-04T10:02:00.001+03:302013-12-04T10:02:18.612+03:30Migration<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
These days lots of my friends are leaving Iran to different destinations for making a living in a new country, something which is called Migration. They are going to USA, Australia, Denmark and other popular places which have an open door to talented and skilled adults of Iran. I am somehow bind to their problems and now, I'm thinking about the costs and benefits of such a decision. Actually they are escaping from environmental problems such as air pollution and parasites, traffic jams, mandatory Hejab, lack of freedom, weakness of educational system, society and governmental corruption, insufficiency of health care and insurances and ... and they will miss their beloved ones who will remain here, will be accepted as the second residence of that country, will have to adopt to a new nature, must not speak in their vernacular, have to work harder (maybe), have to make self-satisfaction of their choices....<br />
This is a though decision for my country's skilled workers which they are dealing with. I'm losing my friends day by day and thinking about the utopia where were able to keep all my beloved ones together.</div>
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Yesterday we went to one of our friend's while Mehrdad was at home and studying !!! I was really angry about some business problems from Thursday and this relaxation was urgent. I was thinking about the causes of heart attacks in the youth and after that day I am somehow known to the causes :(<br />
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P.S. Her first milk tooth was gone right after taking this photo. She was happy of being growth and I was surprised of her. My little princess is growing. She is waiting for a gift by Kind Angel for her tooth!!!</div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Do you know I usually speak to God by myself? I am alone and I am always alone.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This letter was written by her without anyone else's help. She even didn't want to show me the letter but I think it's her masterpiece. I have a little girl who is able to talk with God, it means that she is able to connect with her own soul, God is inside us, its our conscious, So it's even nearer than our neck.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I don't know if I was able to think or even write any sentence like her but I know that she is smarter than my estimations. Maybe she blame me some day of publishing her first letter here but I really wasn't able to stop it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">At the moment she has learned only 7 letters of Persian 32 alphabets. Her letter is full of dictation mistakes but she had shown her aim. She is my little princess.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #ead1dc; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Enjoying fresh weather is not a Tehran usual event. We took a deep breath some days ago in order to not forget how pleasing is having clean weather .</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #ead1dc; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Rozana was our leader :)</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04127613910060591812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164749.post-4043982081412802102013-11-06T13:58:00.003+03:302013-11-06T13:58:41.885+03:30Student's Day<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Rozana is learning Persian reading and writing day by day. Yesterday she read the first page of a poem by her imagination and only 5 of 32 Persian alphabet. It was really interesting that a little first grade student is able to read.<div>
... She was mad at me too because I've forgotten 13th Aban (Official Student day in Iran). She was nagging and said: "I didn't forget mother's day and made you a gift by my own work but you've forgotten Stuent's day." !!!!!!!!!!! I was really stunned.</div>
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