Every Day Inspiration, Day Twenty: Wrap It Up

Day Twenty: Wrap It Up

This is the second time I did this course. I found it a bit easier,  I was not so confused with any of them as I did when I wrote it before.

I remember taking a while  to figure out,Day Five: Hook ‘Em With A Quote,’ this time I felt I knew what I was supposed to do.

I think I did better this time, because I knew what to expect. I left out day nineteen, I didn’t want to repeat what I wrote  before.

I enjoyed writing every day. I also learned a few more things, that I hadn’t when I did it the  first time.

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Everyday Inspiration, Day Twenty: Wrap it Up

Day Twenty : Wrap it Up

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On day seventeen, I wrote about St. John’s, NL . For Day Twenty ,Wrap it Up, I’ve chosen to redo, A Map As Your Muse.

My previous post was about St. John’s, I realized after I posted it, I had written plenty about the city, but failed to recognize the town of Gander. It was the place where we came first and spent a lot of time there.

It was where I started my professional career as a teacher. I met some awesome kids who were delighted to see a teacher who came from a different place, a place they never heard about until they met me.

I was strict and loving depending on the circumstances, when they gradually understood what I like and dislike, they co-operated with me wholeheartedly. This is not to say, there were no rebels in this tale of perfectionism, there were and they did not hesitate to let their feelings known.

I took their attitude with a grain of salt. There is no perfect world with perfect people, why must I as an adult think children should be perfect.

The school where I taught was only two doors from where I lived, we bought the house from the manager of the bank who told my husband he should buy it because it would be convenient for me.

On one of our quest of looking for a house, we passed by it, my husband pointed out the house Mr.Walker was keen to sell. From the outside it wasn’t impressive, I didn’t want to see what was inside. My husband insisted and I reluctantly came out of the car on a cold March day. We rang the doorbell, Mrs. Walker let us in, what I saw mesmerized me. No wonder they say,”Do not judge the book by its cover.”

I told my husband, ‘We do not need to see another house, I like this one, let’s buy it!”

We told Mr. Walker we’d buy the house and we did.

Below is the picture of the house.We spent many years in this house, we loved it. Since the winter in Gander was snowy and cold, my husband had a garage built which was attached to the house, to avoid the accumulation of snow on the car. The garage was useful for storing the snow blower, the lawn mower and other things that were not possible to store in the house.

We had a gorgeous hedge in front of the house, one summer there were a lot of worms that killed the grass and the hedge. We were able to restore the grass with the help of, ‘Weedman,’ the lawn care people, but gave up trying to have a hedge again.

After a while when the girls were ready to go for higher studies, we sold our house and moved to St. John’s.

Our house in Gander

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Everyday Inspiration, Day Seventeen: Map As Your Muse

Day seventeen :Map as your muse

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Wikipedia image of St. John’s N L, Canada

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This is the map of St. NL. Somewhere here, is my home. The population of the city is 277,701, according to the census of 2015, whether it has increased or decreased in a year is hard to figure out.

It’s the oldest city in North America. The summers here are cooler in comparison with the other cities in the mainland, Canada. The winters are colder and longer.

Our people are friendly always ready to help should the need arise. In the city our transportation is Metro bus, the drivers are friendly and welcome us whenever we travel by bus.

It’s very different in Montreal, the city where we visit quite frequently. The bus drivers here are unfriendly and are not ready to help should you need them, it’s more apparent when we speak English.

The last time I tried to ask a question, the driver’s angry face frightened me. It was my fault I spoke English, then again I didn’t try some of my French vocabulary, such as, ‘Bonjour Monsieur, je ne parlez pas francais. Good day sir. I do not speak French. It probably might  infuriate him more. I’m guessing, perhaps they’re not that bad.

Coming back to my favorite city, St John’s we are pretty laid back, nothing bothers us, we’re never in a hurry, sometimes even at work.Unless like the umpire in a tennis match, we get a code violation,like you’re allowed twenty five seconds to get a drink, one extra second can cost us a point, any longer, a game, any argument can cost us a match, this is tennis, in reality I find a lot of people take their time getting back to their office when the bell is rung, announcing the fifteen minutes break is over, get back to work. Some don’t care the gossip they started is not finished, they need five extra minutes.

All in all we are a  very relaxed bunch of people and we avoid confrontation.

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Everyday Inspiration,Day Sixteen : Mine Your Own Material

Day Sixteen : Mine your own material

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“The Things We Leave Behind”

During our lifetime we accumulate a whole bunch of things, some are valuable others are something we got due to our habit of possessing it at a certain time. These things do not have any place in our heart, they were important because we saw someone else had it and the enjoyment they got by having this material thing. After sometime it lost its value and we were ready to get rid of it, because in our mind it was taking the space we didn’t have.One such thing I had was a tennis ball, I saw kid’s my own age have fun with it, I longed to have one like it. I requested my Dad for one, he went out the door to get one because his daughter asked for it. What happened to that thing I have no idea, perhaps I lost it while playing with it and didn’t care. I had my fill, I probably looked for something else to entertain me.

During all these years from childhood to adult stage, I had a few playthings but none gave me as much pleasure as a human friend.

The friend was the woman who delivered milk everyday. She had a big heart, she’d sit beside me everyday to ask me how I was. I was a chatterbox, I talked without stopping, not with everyone I met, but some people who I thought were nice to me.

Sarwar Jan was one of those people who made sure to sit and talk  with me at least five minutes or more if she had more time.

Some days I’d be very quiet which concerned her, she always called me Bibi, ‘what’s wrong? she’d say.

I’d turn my face away from her and reply,’Nothing.’

She had her own children, maybe she read my mind. All of a sudden she’d tell my mom, ‘Tomorrow I’ll bring a cup of milk for Bibi, I do not want money for it, it’ll be free for my Bibi.’

Sure enough next morning Sarwar Jan would bring a cup of milk for me and announce, ‘this is for you, now smile?’

I’d smile and start my non stop talking. Her face would brighten up with the words, ‘See my Bibi wanted milk.’

We had a long friendship me the eight year old and she perhaps thirty or more.I don’t know how old she was, I knew she had children, a husband and her buffaloes.

Six months after my Dad passed away, Mom decided to move to Comilla Bangladesh.The person whom I knew I’d miss the most was Sarwar Jan. I’d never know anyone as kindhearted as her, it hurt to leave her behind.

I can still  remember the tall and sweet friend of mine standing  on her doorstep waving us goodbye. I probably shed a tear or two never realizing I’d never see her again!

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Everyday Inspiration,Day Fourteen :Recreate a Single Day

Day Fourteen : Recreate a Single Day

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It was  the 16th November, I woke up at 4 am in the morning, after brushing my teeth, I prepared myself for the morning prayer.

It took me close to a half hour to finish my prayer.After the prayer I prayed for my parents and siblings who have passed away.

It was close to 6 am in the morning, I felt sleepy, went back to bed for another hour and a half.

I woke up at 7:30 am, took care of my routine wash and went to the kitchen, waiting outside the door were the three catateers, Gabriel, Raphael and the latest edition Sophie.They seem to be saying, “It’s about time you showed up, we are starving, give us food this minute.”

“Relax,” I said, ” You Royal Felines, I have to warm up your food.”

“Do it fast, they meowed, or we’ll eat your books.”

One by one I warmed up their food, in the microwave, ten seconds each bowl. When I placed the food on the dining room floor, Gabriel meowed loud, “Not on the floor, put mine on the dining table.”

“All right your majesty I bowed I’ll place your bowl where you want it, hurry up and eat it.”

This done I had my breakfast, two slices of toast and a mug of Tetley tea, with a bit of milk and no sugar.

I went upstairs to clean their litter, which is a bit tough to do, then I disposed it off in the garbage can out in my backyard.

I came back and took a shower in the bathroom, got dressed and went to the bus stop to catch the bus which came at my stop after fifteen minutes.

It was a  cold morning, the day was dark and it was drizzling. In about fifteen minutes we arrived at the mall, I got up, thank Madame driver for her service, hopped out and went inside the mall.

Although it was only 10:00 am the mall was quite full. I took two three rounds, stopped at customer service to add ten more rides on my card.

I walked around the mall to increase the number of steps, when my Fitbit registered almost five thousand steps. I went to the bus stop to get a ride home.

I waited fifteen minutes at the stop, the route number I take was the fifth one, when it showed up I boarded the bus for my journey home. Before getting off I thanked mister driver who wished me a good day.

I came home turned on the TV watched the tennis match, the players were  UK’s Andy Murray and Japan’s Kei Nishikori. It was a tough battle in which Andy Murray claimed victory, although I wanted Nishikori to win.

The rest of the afternoon I spent taking a nap, feeding the Royals, and feeding myself.

In the evening I watched my favorite game show, ‘Jeopardy,’ and also, ‘wheel of fortune.’

It was nine pm I told the, Royal Felines , it was time to go to bed. They reluctantly stood up, and said,   “it’s time already, we aren’t sleepy?

‘Sorry Sweet hearts,’ I said, ‘But I’m more than ready to sleep, bye boys and sweet Sophie I’ll see you in the morning!’

And so ended my day without any major problem!

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Everyday Inspiration, Day Thirteen:Play with word count

Day Thirteen : Play With Word Count

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‘Going for a walk with my Uncle.’

When I was a little girl, the only relative who came to visit us was my maternal uncle Abu. We lived in Rawalpindi, Pakistan, at that time. My uncle Abu was the only one who lived close enough to be able to come and see us. All our other relatives lived in Bangladesh, it wasn’t practical financially to make such a long trip.

On one of his visits he invited me to go for a walk with him. I gladly accepted his invitation, our house was on Peshawar Road. It was a long straight road with a paved sidewalk, which continued as far as the children’s park.

I had a great time walking with him, I was proud to know he was an army major and wanted to take me for a walk. No one ever gave me any importance. It was a proud moment for me.

We walked as far as the park, turned around and headed home. When we reached the gate of our house, my uncle stopped and said, “I completely forgot something!”

“What did you forget uncle?” I said.

“To buy some candy for you.”

“No, you didn’t,” I said.

“What?”  He asked.

I said, “you did not want to buy me candies which is why you only mentioned when we reached the gate of the  house!”

My uncle was embarrassed, he said, “one of these days I’ll buy you a bag of candies, you’ll see!”

I said, “I don’t believe you.”

What happened after, I rather not write now, but save it for future!  🙂

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Everyday Inspiration,Day Twelve:Critique a Piece of Work

Day Twelve : Critique a Piece of Work

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Today I’d like to write about a memoir, the title of the book, “A House In The Sky.”

The authors are Amanda Lindhout& Sara Corbett

It is a story of a girl who kept her hopes of freedom alive even though she was kidnapped, tortured and starved.

I couldn’t believe human beings would stoop so low to get what they wanted.

While reading the book I was anxious to find out if she’d be free from the torture she went through. I almost wanted to skip the pages to know how this horror story ends.I realized I must be patient and read each page. In the end Amanda and her friend were united with their families.

It’s a memoir worth reading.

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Everyday Inspiration, Day Eleven: A Cup of Coffee

Day eleven:a Cup of Coffee

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“A virtual coffee  date.”

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If we were having coffee right now, I’d like to tell you about an amazing book I read.

She is a Canadian and a  very bright woman, she has traveled in various parts of the world, learned the customs of the locals, stayed one or two weeks tops and came back home to tell her friends about her adventure.

She saved money as a  cocktail waitress carefully saved as much money as she could, went to places she’s never been to. It’s a good idea if you are brave enough to undertake this kind of journey.

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Everyday Inspiration,Day Ten: Let the Scene Write Itself

Day Ten: Let the scene Write Itself

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Today, let’s quietly observe the world around us and write about what we see.

My Post : On Location

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This evening I was in this coffee shop in the mall. The only image I got from wikipedia is this sign. It won’t allow me to copy the image of the restaurant.

I tried a few times but failed, one has to imagine I’m in this coffee shop. It’s a  small place with a few chairs and tables. I was fortunate to get a table with two chairs which a gentleman let me sit while he moved his chair and the table.

I am sitting and watching all the customers coming in for coffee and some treats. A few minutes later I saw two young girls, I assumed they came for some treats, they could not be more than eight or nine, I figured they’d only have something to eat and wouldn’t bother to have coffee. Yes I was right they had some treats and went out.

Then an elderly lady came with a young girl, she had something that resembled a brownie, while the young girl sat there without anything, I guess she didn’t like what the shop had, instead she was happy to sit with her relative.

My daughter got some cappuccino for me and her, with a little treat we shared. We were there for little over twenty minutes, after having our drink and treat we got up, left the mall and headed home.

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Everyday Inspiration Day Nine: Writing and Not Writing

Day Nine: Writing and Not Writing

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What do you need in your day-to-day life to maintain balance. Running? Yoga? Gardening? Painting? Cooking?

I’m not a full time writer, usually I do the daily post’s prompts. Right now while I’m busy doing the ‘Everyday Inspiration Course,’ I am taking a break from the daily post prompts.I also participate in the limerick challenge every week.

Of all the things listed I find cooking is my favorite. I avoid intense labor such as Gardening and Running, both need excessive energy, I therefore shy away from them.

I don’t think I need extra time for what I do, if I get extra time I’d be bored I wouldn’t know what to do with the hours and minutes at my disposal, yes there are a lot of things a person can do, I do not get the motivation to do them.

I like spending time reading, at present I’m reading, ‘A House In The Sky’, by Amanda Lindhout and Sara Corbett. It’s interesting to know how brave Amanda is. Visiting unknown places and coming across dangerous humans is something I wouldn’t do.

I like writing but I need breaks otherwise I’d stop.

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