Yes, the title begs some explaining. You see, I have once again hit the trails, the blog-workshop trails that is. As I call it, seeing the world, one blogging workshop at a time. This time we are in Beirut, Lebanon. The city is so vital, chaotic, engaging…and I’m sure I have some very deep and interesting things to say about it…but these are not those things. This is a fun post for my kids.
Before I left my kids made some paper dolls for me to take to Beirut. The idea was that I would take pictures of the dolls in different places in the city. In case you forgot, I have as many kids as there are (distinct) dolls in these pictures. So three. The dolls (not my kids) are named Aisha, Fahd and Farid. They’re part of something called Flat Stanley. As for my kids, in this post I will refer to them by their nicknames Sousou, Moonboy and Meemers (you know who you are). Apparently you are not supposed to blog your children’s real names.
For Moonboy who loves music….here is your guy “Farid”, he joined the Wailers band, what instrument should he play?
And Meemers, the girl who may be a great lawyer some day…can you read the sign next to Aisha?
And for the little acrobat monkey Sousou, do you see the monkey shaking hands with Fahd?
How about this monkey, do you know how they made it? Who else do you see in the glass?
Oh look, now Aisha wants to be a monkey too! She’s swinging from the trees.
Ok now Farid is being a traffic policeman. They really need those here in Beirut, the traffic is awful. I bet you can read the sign in Arabic and English Moonboy.
Sousou, do you remember when we go to the bank and you press all the buttons for me? Now Fahd is helping me.
They made the signs for this cafe from license plates. Pretty cool huh.
Kids do you remember Christina? She’s with me here in Beirut too (she’s a blogger too, remember?). She wants to give you kids a big hug, but she can’t, so she’ll just have to give the dolls a hug instead.
Aisha, Fahd and Farid are so hungry now. They’re going to eat Lebanese food, mmm, this one is called Koosa Mahshi, it’s like zuchinni with rice and meat inside. Sahteen! (that’s how they say besseha here, bon appetit).
Aisha is showing the most beautiful mosque, very different than Moroccan mosques isn’t it?
Thank you kids for making these dolls, they made me think of you often and of all the things I wanted to show you from Beirut.
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