Daily Prompt: Style Icon

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Describe your personal style, however you’d like to interpret that — your clothing style,your communication style, your hair style, your eating style, anything.

Let me think what’s my personal style. I wake up at 4.30 AM daily to say my morning prayer. It is called Fajr in Arabic, after my regular prayer, I say special prayers for my Dad, Mom, my siblings who are no longer with us. I also pray for my husband, my brothers -in-law and my mother and father-in-law. I pray for my good friend Mini, my sister-in-law who is unwell.It takes twenty-five minutes to complete the prayers.

After the prayer I go to the kitchen to have breakfast. For breakfast I eat a slice of bread, spread with peanut butter and a cup of sugarless tea, but I add milk.

After breakfast I’m back in my bedroom, I turn on the computer to see if there are any messages and also to find out what is the daily prompt.

If my brain is ready I write the prompt if not I wait and do other things like taking a shower. After the shower I get dressed , I wear a pair of trousers and a shirt . If it is sunny and warm I do not wear a sweater or a thin jacket. If it is cooler than normal I wear a sweater and a fall jacket.

I tie my hair in a pony tail, I do not fuss with my hair, to keep it from covering my eyes I tie it.

I communicate with my friend in Montreal over the phone once every two weeks, sometimes I have so much to tell her, it takes an hour and then some to complete the call. Locally I  call the butcher if I want a special cut of beef, the pharmacist for a refill, the physician’s office for an appointment, sometimes it’s for the yearly flu’shot or prescription renewal.

My lunch is very simple,it takes only a few minutes to prepare. I enjoy supper, it’s the only meal when I eat more than breakfast and lunch combined.

This is all about me.

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Daily Prompt: Isn’t Your Face Red ?

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When was the last time you were embarrassed? How do you react to embarrassment?

Once in our college, our teacher Sr. Barbara Jeans was looking for students for Shakespeare’s play, The Twelfth night. I hoped she would not pick me, I was extremely shy and nervous. Suddenly she  looked at me and said, “Chaman , are you interested?”

I told her I wasn’t. The teacher then looked for other girls who’d be interested. There was one part no one wanted, it was that of the  priest. The teacher was frantic, she asked my friend Evie if she could suggest someone. Without batting an eyelash Evie said, “Make Chaman take the part, it’s only a short one.”

Sr. Barbara Jean announced ,”Yes Chaman you have to take the part.”

I couldn’t refuse I took the part. On the day of the play, I was extremely nervous, I felt even the few lines I  had to repeat might be difficult.

I remember waiting on the right side of the stage waiting to come to the front , I walked two or three steps and prayed all that time I wouldn’t collapse, to my surprise the lines came out of my mouth like a parrot. I was relieved when I did my part. The audience clapped , one of them said : “The teacher should have given her the longer part.”

Little did they know how hard it was for me to deliver those lines. Was I embarrassed ? Certainly.

I always used to  hide  myself when the teacher  looked  for kids to play certain parts in the plays that were staged in our school.

When I taught in school I made it a point , to pick the shy kids in my class to play the important parts to overcome the shyness. 🙂


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