I did not enjoy my trip to Rome. I know it’s an ancient city and has a lot to offer, but my trip just wasn’t the best. I have enough self-awareness to understand it wasn’t the city itself and it is all on me, but that doesn’t change the fact that I just wasn’t happy. So I am going to list the things I would have done differently that would have made my trip better.
My last day of school was yesterday and summer break has officially started. I have completed two years of being a teacher in Kuwait and I am still in awe. Looking back I remember talking to my father and we talked about how fast the two years will go by. Now here I am two years later and the summer break is here again!
I use to want to change myself. I use to feel insecure about my inability to be as free and outspoken as others. I use to write in my journals declarations of the new me. I convinced myself that one day I would be so free that people would look up to me. I was young and full of hope, but the problem I had was I thought I had a problem in the first place. I hated that I was so serious and so sensitive. I hated that I wouldn’t share my inner thoughts in a discussion. I really didn’t want to be myself because I thought it was something wrong with me. I wanted to be free of that burden. Once I started accepting myself, I stopped seeing the negative parts of my personality. I stopped trying so hard to change myself. I became free once I decided that I didn’t have to be a certain way to add value.
I knew that writing was my calling at a young age. I started out making goals of becoming an author. “I’m going to be an author by the age of 30”. I was so serious about my goal that when I was a teenager I took a writing workshop with an author name Marita Golden. She has several books, but her memoir Don’t Play in the Sun, really touched me. I like this book so much that I was compelled to reach out to her. I don’t really know if I actually wrote her a letter, but I ended up in an all day Saturday workshop with her and a handful of others. At that time I thought poetry was my thing and I thought I would write a poetry book.
Ramadan Kareem is similar to Christmas for Muslims. Minus the Santa Clause, celebrating Jesus’s birth, and giving gifts. Okay, maybe it’s nothing like Christmas, but it relates to Christmas because it is a time when people spend time with their families, give to the poor, and try to be a better person. The purpose is to fast for 30 days as an expression of their devotion to Allah. They fast from sun up to sun down. So depending on where you are in the world hours that you are fasting can be longer or shorter.