and my aunts Nour, Rana, Marwa and uncle Ward.
and many many other relatives and friends and people I don't know...this is what I call family.
Jordan is where I get to sleep anywhere, not in my prison -crib-! I sleep on my grandparents' bed, or on any bed I want! I can even sleep on a couch!!! This is what I call freedom.
Jordan is where I have so many people to play with, every single day! They all love playing with me and they even fight who's turn it is to hold me and play with me! This is what I call real laughs.
Jordan is where I get to eat real mansaf, real mahashi, real hummos and real everything food, all cooked by my tete. This is what I call fine taste.
Jordan is where I can cheat and sit on some one's lap in the car if I want to, only because I want to, and this is what I call feeling secure.
Jordan is where people celebrated my existence, over and over again...this is what I call warmth.
Jordan is where I get to play in the backyard and touch the trees with my own hands,where I get to water the plants with jiddo and play with the water when it's really hot, where I get to grab a branch from the olive tree. This is what I call peace.
Don't get me wrong, I love California, but Jordan has a different taste and I miss it and I hope I'll get to visit it sometime soon :)
As for now, here's a video I hope you enjoy! It's a different kind of fun I wish I can have in Jordan; sharing my spaghetti with the birds by the lake :D
