• Writing

    a breeze filled with memories

    as soon as i step out the door, a familiar cool breeze goes past. memories collide and are now once again replaying through my head. memories of us playing in the sand. racing down slides and seeing who could jump off the swing the furthest. memories of playing soccer on the field with everyone we could possibly get to play. memories of going to and coming back from school. the times that we had to hold on to one another so we wouldn’t fly away. memories in school of jump rope for heart and those terry fox marathons. the times we had playing around the field. or just walking lengths…

  • Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA),  Memories,  Writing

    memories from eid

    Eid Mubarak !!! here’s a lil bit about this eid, which is called eid-ul-adha. it is celebrated on the 10th day of the last month of the islamic calendar, after muslims from around the world complete pilgrimage, or hajj, to Mecca, Saudia Arabia. it’s one of the few things muslims should do, but only if they are able to afford it, however it’s not compulsory in islam. another reason why this eid is important, is due to muslims sacrificing an animal, usually goats, or cows, to commemorate the sacrifice of Prophet Ibrahim or Abraham. these are just a few basic things you should know about why we celebrate eid-ul-adha! we’ve been celebrating eid all of our lives, and it’s honestly the few days thats we go hardcore party mode… well kind of. for me eid is my favourite day,…

  • Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA),  Writing

    hidden between the shelves

    writing prompt: what do you see hidden between the shelves hidden between the shelves she lay on her little belly where no one could see. she’d be in another place than the one most would see her in. to others, she was a little girl with ponytails, glasses and a dress with jeans hiding between the shelves of the local public library. she, however, was in a world entirely of her own. where dragons breathed fire, but also help little girls find their way home. where fairies came to help you when you needed it most. where you were whisked away in the middle of the night to compete in ice skating to…