Isabella's Celebrations

Here She is June 23, 2009, Isabella is opening the gate, and is off to school HAPPY BIRTHDAY, 4!!!


Then I went to school to meet her while the teacher told a story with Isabella dressed as a queen.



Here is the path up to her classas.



Here is the view of the playground,

Aklu'um is the name of her school






Here is where we had the party yesterday,











Content with the goodies from the Pinata

There she is at the pinata

and me too!

Isabella's Birthday Party

Isabella celebrated her birthday today. We had a pool party. I made pasta and salad, and we had pizza brought in. The children played also with paints, bead making, and tatoos.
we had a very stuffed big colorful pinata. and little bags with paints, bubbles, etc...
For the finale of chocolate cake with colored sprinkles on the outside, pieces of chocolate on top, with fresh strawberrys.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ISABELLA! I promise soon pictures!

-- Iran's national poet speaks out. "NPR's Davar Ardalan interviewed Simin Behbahani, Iran's national poet, today from Tehran. She's 82 years-old and

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ISABELLA ! 4

Happy Birthday To You!!!
My baby is 4! I cannot believe it! The very proud mama I am!
Only before 9, and we already sang Happy Birthday, openned some presents, and off to school.
Today I will go to school for a school party, and eat there, bring cupcakes, and lollipops.
Soon with an update and pics!!!

Birthday Coming Up!

Isabella's birthday is coming up, and wow is she excited, nonstop talking about how she wants her pinata, her cake, what foods, maybe she should take care of the planning !!!! Tuesday is the big day, and saturday is the party!!!!! 2 more day countdown for the BIG 4, then I can rest and start packing.

IRAN REALITY

Rights group: Injured demonstrators arrested at hospitals. "Numerous Iranians beaten and injured by security forces as they tried to stage peaceful demonstrations have been arrested and detained when they sought medical treatment in hospitals," the International Campaign for Human Rights in Iran reported today.

"The arrest of citizens seeking care for wounds suffered at the hands of security forces when they attempted to exercise rights guaranteed under their own constitution and international law is deplorable," said Hadi Ghaemi, spokesperson for the Campaign. "It can only be taken as a sign of profound disrespect by the state for the well-being of its own people."

MORE VOICES FROM IRAN

"I will participate in the demonstrations tomorrow. Maybe they will turn violent. Maybe I will be one of the people who is going to get killed. I'm listening to all my favorite music. I even want to dance to a few songs. I always wanted to have very narrow eyebrows. Yes, maybe I will go to the salon before I go tomorrow! There are a few great movie scenes that I also have to see. I should drop by the library, too. It's worth to read the poems of Forough and Shamloo again. All family pictures have to be reviewed, too. I have to call my friends as well to say goodbye. All I have are two bookshelves which I told my family who should receive them. I'm two units away from getting my bachelors degree but who cares about that. My mind is very chaotic. I wrote these random sentences for the next generation so they know we were not just emotional and under peer pressure. So they know that we did everything we could to create a better future for them. So they know that our ancestors surrendered to Arabs and Mongols but did not surrender to despotism. This note is dedicated to tomorrow's children..."

Iran, Posted By A Blogger

Tomorrow is Saturday. Tomorrow is a day of destiny.

Tonight, the cries of Allah-o Akbar are heard louder and louder than the nights before.

Where is this place? Where is this place where every door is closed? Where is this place where people are simply calling God? Where is this place where the sound of Allah-o Akbar gets louder and louder?

I wait every night to see if the sounds will get louder and whether the number increases. It shakes me. I wonder if God is shaken.

Where is this place that where so many innocent people are entrapped? Where is this place where no one comes to our aid? Where is this place that only with our silence we are sending our voices to the world? Where is this place that the young shed blood and then people go and pray -- standing on that same blood and pray. Where is this place where the citizens are called vagrants?

Where is this place? You want me to tell you? This place is Iran. The homeland of you and me.
This place is Iran.

Our Trip To Dunedin

Isabella and I just came back from a trip to Florida.
We drove from the east coast of Florida to the west coast. Its a 4 hour drive without stopping from mom's house in West Palm Beach. W e checked out a school and a synagogue, and decided for fall a Waldorf school in Dunedin. Dunedin is a quaint small town by the Gulf, not far from the Gulf, with a park going through the town, a sweet down town , which ends up at the Marina.
We took some neat strolls into town, and found Ospry nests, and mama Osprey. Then we took a boat ride in Tarpon Springs, known for their Greek population, excellen, authentic Greek food, and fishing and diving. It was my first time in the Gulf of Mexico, the waters were calm, warm, filled with shells, and many birds every where.







Isabella enjoying her walk.




Putting her baby to sleep at the motel


Getting ready for our boat ride.



another picture mom??


Nature walk


Docks near town


Osprey Nest



Osprey, looking alot like eagles



more


sun set over the water



a squirrel near the motel



Our boat ride excursion



More on the boat



Osprey and nest in the water