Thursday, June 29, 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Saturday, June 24, 2006
DAEE; DR. FARHANG MASSIHNIA IN GERMANY
DAEE FIRST STUDIED IN GERMANY AND THEN HE RETURNED THERE WHEN HIS SON WAS STUDYING THERE. I HEARD SO MUCH FLOWERS WERE BROUGHT TO HIS FUNERAL THAT THE WHOLE STREET AT HEDAYAT MOSQUE WAS FILLED WITH ORCHIDS. A LOSS FOR THE COMMUNITY FOR SURE. I LOVE HIM AND STILL WISH I COULD KISS HIM ONE MORE TIME...HE IS BURIED NEXT TO MY MOTHER AND AM SURE FAMILY IS TOGETHER IN HEAVEN ,AFTERALL IF HE DOES NOT GO TO HEAVEN WHO WOULD? BOOS BOOS PEFDR GUTEN TAG....
Monday, June 19, 2006
Saturday, June 17, 2006
People who need people
I used to have these two cats, the yellow one fell from the balcony and the russian blue is with my neighbour in virginia. their names were sugar and honey. The piece of cloth in front of their litter box is what is in front of my son's apartment and I dont like it. It is ANOTHER PIECE BUT EXACTLY THE SAME DESIGN. So one day I will drive up and take it to pieces and my son would hate me. Also I live here in this town with no American TV, so I go visit this lady to see Tv and with no land phone, so go to her house to use phone, and no B-B Q grill and go there for that... people who need people. Iran lost Soccer to Portugal and Daee is in ICU and in coma.Can't argue with God's palns but makes me wonder.I am praying to get that job That I went for an interview for.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Lets pray my Interview goes o.k.
WENT TO BAKERSFIELD FOR AN INTERVIEW, INTERESTING VIEWS AND STUFF. AM AFRAID TO CALL IRAN THOU HAD A DREAM ABOUT DAEE LAST NIGHT AS A SOLDIER AND SHAH HAD A PARTY TOO! hE WAS NOT A SOLDIER BUT A DOCTOR; MY DREAM WAS WEIRD BUT TALKED TO HIM IN MY DREAMS ATLEASET...CHON FAGHAT DAR KHAB MIBINAM TO RA DOOST DARAM LAHZEHAYE KHAB RA...
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
My Father's FIRST love poem to my Mother
This is a poem that my father said for my mother. If you connect the beginning of each 1/2 verse(beit) her name (shokouh Massihnia) is made,if you add last words of each 1/2 verse her name again is made. if you add the beginning of second 1/2 verse(baeit) shokoh Massihnia is made again and if you add the last words of each 2nd verse her name is made. He was 20 years old when he recited this poem, he wrote this poem with his own handwriting, how beautiful. His first poem for my mother with great love. quite a genius...Have you ever recited a poem for a loved one? I am going to try,but first I have to find a love!And what about the surprise visit of the president? Here is the headline: Bush assures Iraq of support on surprise visit
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Rodney's life; wow
Rodney was 5 years old when I first met him and I was 17 years old in the city of Richmond Indiana. He died 2 weeks ago but he lived a richer life than a 100 year old man. He was first diagnosed with cancer of blood(lukemia) when he was 5 years old. He was actually playing and running right in front of me and his mother. She called him and stopped him from running and asked Rodney "what is that spot on his neck?". we both looked at it wondering. She took him to the Dr. the next day and the news broke....He had Lukimea.His mother / my friend, had to take him to Indianapolis almost every other day for treatment. At that time cancer and its treatment were in early stages. Rodney survived that and played football, basketball, got 2 masters degree and one PhD. A doctor, a lawyer.. wow his life was wider than longer and richer than most people I know. He won the difficult and long struggle to overcome obsticles in his life. His wife is nice too and his child from the picture I know, but I hope his mother and father can bear this. This is his obituary after his last struggle with cancer of brain; maybe if you click on the article it gets larger so you can read it easily. Quite of achievements. Rodney was sweet and no bitterness in him. Last time I met him was in Virginia, he and his wife came over and I made him some Persian dis, he loved it and ate all of it and some ice-cream. His wife was pregnant then and life was nice to them for a short while...He shared some of his knowledge of blood structure with us. His wife was becoming a lawyer and he was practicing law too. I am a good friend of his aunt and always ask about him, his sisters... I feel like I have an extended family there. One day I should write about them, her aunt was born by Dr. Mossadegh. Well he was a sweet and brave fighter and always a winner in my eyes...We should learn from him, may God bless you my lovely child...
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Did you know that giraffe has no voice?
The waiting game...have you read the book called waiting?mother of a friend of my son suggested it,was interesting and it was a chinese story of a man,a wife and a mistress...had some twists and wonderful. I love the artist of this picture and she called it "waitning and dreaming" . The artist is called Mully.Zarghawi is dead,voila when is Khamenei's turn?
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
why some people just don't leave you alone, if they dont call you its because they dont like you,capish?click
Friday, June 02, 2006
How to get this crane out of this building?
Stuff we don�t ever see or hear in Iranian schools but we do in American schools:
- We never went to our teacher asking for a tissue and then blow our noses at the corner of the room, but in American schools this happens 10 times a day!
- We did not have a library in each class and did not have a book reading session but here it is a must and reading silently is daily practiced.
- You wont see girls and boys mixed and also not wearing a uniform but whatever they like!
- In middle of a class different teachers walk in and take a student out or to the side and teach them speech or spelling and whatever is planned for that student.
- Going to the bathroom with a bathroom pass in the middle of the class session so many times�
- Being so impolite to teachers and sit on tables and chairs
- Applying makeup in the classroom
But I love working in a school and learning as I teach. I am also proud to announce that my students improved in math so much that it is noticeable. I love teaching, writing, journalism and some politics�.My mind is full of those subjects and my heart??? Dandane kineh bar jegare khaste basto raft�
Thursday, June 01, 2006
My 3 uncles(Daee ham )
I have 3 uncles. Daee houshang, Daee Farhang and Daee Bijan. They are all nice and the best uncles you can have,thou they all are not into calling but kind, intelligent and artist! Well some try to be an artist. First Daee Bijan started to paint and he really did a good job but unfortunately he never send me one of his paintings so I don�t have any unless they send me a picture of it. I remember the one that a matador was fighting with a cow and it was 3 dimentional, then the one of a mill(asiab) in the moonlight and the moonlight looked so real. Then Daee Houshang paints fruits, sceneries and sunsets and all. He painted the above picture of an alley . He did that from a picture that I gave him and imagine mixed. He did this when he came to Virginia to visit my mother that was sick with cancer and he also painted some onions and a knife per my request years ago. He is very diligent in his work. Then the bottom one is done by my uncle who is a physician by profession and only drew couple of paintings for fun in his retirement days. He painted this monet type since I was begging her dauther to paint one for me with some drops (ghatreh) on each flower) . The bottom picture is Daee Farhangs attempt to draw one. I love it and glad that I have this. Thou my best paintings come from Shirin but maybe its in our bloods to paint and my other cousins have the talent too. The middle work in this picture is my needle work cause my grandma was the best needle work artist in my eyes and she did a basket of flowers that I wish I could inherit . Now this pictures is meaningful to me and reminds me lots of memories� the one on top that you cant see is the grade of my student and her picture which is an A plus. Just in case you were wondring!.. KHODAYA DAEE FARHANG RA KHOOB KON , amen