Comments on: After 13 Years http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/ The transition from the East to the West! Wed, 08 Oct 2008 01:48:33 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU hourly 1 By: Saned http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3808 Saned Tue, 29 Jan 2008 05:19:14 +0000 http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3808 Hi to both of you :) Hi to both of you :)

]]> By: grace http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3803 grace Fri, 18 Jan 2008 15:20:40 +0000 http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3803 Hi ..... Hi …..

]]> By: Firas http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3653 Firas Thu, 13 Dec 2007 09:52:52 +0000 http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3653 Didn't read the post, just wanted to say hi Hi Didn’t read the post, just wanted to say hi

Hi

]]> By: dragonsvamp http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3546 dragonsvamp Mon, 03 Dec 2007 16:18:32 +0000 http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3546 wow reminds me of me :p lol but i didn't have to wait 13 years. I only waited 4.* Sigh* it's so good to be back home wow reminds me of me :p lol but i didn’t have to wait 13 years. I only waited 4.* Sigh* it’s so good to be back home

]]> By: Moey http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3510 Moey Wed, 28 Nov 2007 15:02:24 +0000 http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3510 you made me feel... emotional, you reminded me of my weird childhood. you made me feel… emotional, you reminded me of my weird childhood.

]]> By: secratea http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3500 secratea Wed, 28 Nov 2007 02:53:47 +0000 http://saneed.wordpress.com/2007/11/27/after-13-years/#comment-3500 Saned, you just reminded me of myself! Even though i was only seven when my dad finished school and announced we're going back home, I remember getting completely depressed for having to bid Mrs. Watson's classroom good-bye. Adjusting to a public school classroom in Jordan and forgetting the cute painted walls, colorful carpets, beautiful curtains, and yummy cookies in Mrs. Watson's class made me cry everyday--especially when having to face the fact that I'd have to sit in those ugly double-seated desks in a bare- grayish painted classroom. The difference was tremendous! After getting over the fact that there is no going back, it never came to mind, as I grew up, that I'd want to go back and do some schooling over there (here now) one day. Here I am, doing grad school and trying to make the best out of this experience once more! Saned, you just reminded me of myself!
Even though i was only seven when my dad finished school and announced we’re going back home, I remember getting completely depressed for having to bid Mrs. Watson’s classroom good-bye. Adjusting to a public school classroom in Jordan and forgetting the cute painted walls, colorful carpets, beautiful curtains, and yummy cookies in Mrs. Watson’s class made me cry everyday–especially when having to face the fact that I’d have to sit in those ugly double-seated desks in a bare- grayish painted classroom. The difference was tremendous!
After getting over the fact that there is no going back, it never came to mind, as I grew up, that I’d want to go back and do some schooling over there (here now) one day.
Here I am, doing grad school and trying to make the best out of this experience once more!

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