WHAT IF I MISSED THE TRAIN…. (A Recollection of a journey from Bodh Gaya to Patna Junction) The preaching hall overflew with the devotees with supreme mirth at their hearts to receive the sacred empowerment from His Holiness. It was on 10th January‚ 2012‚ the final day of His Holiness’s 32nd Kalachakra Empowerment at Bodh Gaya; the sacred seat of Buddha Dharma. Personally‚ it was my first ever journey to the place inside Bihar and so for Kalachakra. It enthralled me for being able to attend this
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Hi my name is saeed abuhadi‚ I am student in prince mohammed bin fahad university majoring finance. As most of Saudi students in the university I am able to speak two languages which is Arabic as a mother language and English. I started to learn Arabic in my first years by my parents or brothers which keep repeating on me some easy word as beging such papa or mama and those was my first words in Arabic. As the time passing I joined to school to get nartive in my language not just by speaking also
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I started my period sometime after Christmas on a Sunday morning when I was in seventh grade‚ (I only know it was after Christmas because I ruined the skirt we had bought me for my Christmas outfit from Limited Too‚ I was SO MAD). I remember being in the middle of my Sunday school class and thinking that I must have peed myself on accident‚ getting up after the class was over going to the bathroom and freaking out about blood being every where. I put a pad on that my mom encouraged me to carry in
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ways that I have discovered my ancestry. I have relatives that I have had to call from New Jersey. I’ve had to sit with my Grandfather‚ my only living grandparent‚ and talk with him. I have called my Aunts and Uncles from all over the country‚ trying to find everything out about my ancestors. I might as well have a bulletin board covered in pictures‚ names‚ and news articles all connected by a spool of red yarn. Through my search I found out many different things about my family‚ about my ancestors
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blistering cold numbed my eyes as I stumbled through the biting snow‚ dragging a dull‚ faded suitcase overloaded with necessities behind me‚ leaving a train in the deadly‚ ice snow. "All abroad!" a man in a bright red suit‚ a funny red hat and an equally crimson nose called‚ his voice straining to be heard over the howling wind. I struggled up to him and handed over my ticket‚ which was faded from sweat‚ tears and the bitter snow. Then man‚ whom I safely assumed
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As I walk down the hall leading to my room I realize how pleasant it is to be finally home. I stop at the door to my room and think about how peaceful it’s been living there since I got my own room. It’s been stress free having a room to myself without anyone to be bothered by. It’s almost as if my room has been a part of me and the only place I can definitely call my home. I finally walk in and it’s like stepping into a comfort zone. Standing at the doorway looking inwards‚ I see my queen size
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meeting my best friend was really funny. Her name is Leslie. We have hilarious moments together. We both know we can’t stay mad at each other. But most of all we both love each other like blood sisters. I moved to Corona my last month of my freshman year. I was sad because I didn’t know anybody in all my new classes. Except my sister who was a freshman too. I wanted somebody to talk to besides my sister. We both wanted a new friend. Two days pasted and my sister met a girl who was ok but I didn’t
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I had heard talk of a mother’s love for her child before the day I had my own. I’d heard stories of a mother that gives her life to save her child’s. I’d seen that kind love expressed by my own mother everyday. I guess‚ I never thought it to be much different then the love a person feels for any other immediate family member. Boy‚ was I wrong. It’s not that I don’t love my other family unconditionally and entirely‚ but a mother’s love is undoubtably incomparable to any other. October‚ 20‚
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Rasha‚ a 16-year-old Syrian refugee living in Turkey‚ is pessimistic about his future: “Now that I can’t go to school‚ it’s a tough situation…I work occasionally‚ filling in for my sisters at the factory. When I picture my future‚ I see nothing‚” he says (qtd. in “When I Picture My Future”). Rasha’s lack of hope is reflected by the severe humanitarian crisis Syrian refugees face: amidst acute poverty and without sufficient income‚ many are forced to withdraw their children from school and put them
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When you think of a college essay‚ you think of people writing about their struggles or obstacles they’ve overcome. Fortunately‚ I don’t have too many of either therefore I couldn’t figure out what to say about me that people would find interesting. I thought and thought about what traumatic event has occurred in my life to make me who I am today. Days turned into weeks and still nothing. Finally‚ I thought I don’t have to have a “story” to have my story…..so here it is. Mine is a story of “missed
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