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My Time to Return

Yesterday we dropped TJ (grandson) to play Soccer with other boys, and took M4, and M5 to the park to play on the slides. The temperature was in the nineties, and the girls wanted to keep sitting in the 🚙 to escape the warm weather outside. Nola said nothing doing. She wanted everybody out. She prevailed. We sat on a bench close by, and watched the girls while they played.

We waited for TJ, so that he could practice his soccer moves with the other boys. It was a long wait. I had bought my IPAD with me. To pass the time, and forget the heat I kept myself engrossed in a book, which I had downloaded.

I have already started feeling nostalgic. In two days time, Insha’Allah I will heading towards home 🏡 in Mass. I’m feeling happy 😊 that I will get to sleep 💤 in my own bed, but at the same time I feel sad 😞 in leaving Nola.

Time goes so quickly. I don’t know 🤷‍♀️ where it went?


IB zipping through the air

What I relish most is having my grandsons Sn, and IB visiting us on a weekend. Yesterday Sn had gone in the early hours to school for debates. IB asked his father to take him to the park for Zipline. Since his father had some office work to do, it was decided that we will go after lunch, and Zuhr prayers. 

IB had been telling me about zipping, but seeing it first hand was much better. It was a favorite with the children who had come with their mothers, fathers, or friends. There was a continuous line for taking turns at it. IB is a sweet person. He tired himself with helping other children, running to hold the line for them, or helping them to dismount.

Seeing another lady, and a dad with a child in his arms enjoying the zipping, I tried it too. I had dire warnings from my son that I might break my bones, and the operation will cost me fifty thousand dollars. I discarded his predictions, but I had a bump at the end line, and managed not to fall off.

 Actually the Zipline has been hung closer to the ground, keeping in mind small children. The management of the park didn’t know that parents, or a grandma will have a go at it too.




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