Hello, everybody. My name is Alimah Al-Wahid and I'm a young Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. My father Mohammed Al-Wahid is Somali and my mother Atifah is Tunisian, so I guess I'm mixed race but I consider myself Black rather than biracial. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, slim and fit, with light brown skin, light brown e...
Another day at school, another day in Hell. She walked through the halls of the university campus, surrounded by...them. Everywhere she looked, there they were. The mundane folk. Everyday humanity. Seven billion and counting. This campus was a microcosm of all of them. Girls in hijabs talking on their cellphones, black guys in sports coats, Asian guys with c...
April fools' pranks is not really a tradition between my wife, Martha, and me. We did pull a few jokes over our 22 years together, but nothing on a large scale. When our son Jeff left the house to attend college, the childish pranks mostly stopped. It's not that Martha and I are devoid of humor, but without the kid around we don't have to entertain anybody b...
I am writing about my Indian college. I will reveal many truths about the Indian education system by narrating my experience in college. It is in a little town. It is more than a hundred year old arts college. Subjects like Sociology, Psychology, Philosophy, Geography, English, Sanskrit, History, Hindi, and Home Science are taught here. Admission's Process...
I don't expect anyone to read all the way through this. It is just something I have written to try and feel better about something that is bothering me right now. However, if you do read all the way through, would you mind responding? The problem My life is sailing along fairly well right now but it just seems to want to have one or two big rocky waves to...
Hey folks, as those of you who read my blog already know, I was almost finished with the story I was going to put out this week, but last week's news about Glenn Frey from the eagles hit me pretty hard. I put that story away to write this one instead. A lot of you guys out there know what it's like trying to convince your wife, especially when she likes a di...
The events and characters of this story are figments of my imagination. Truly, I have no idea where I get this shit. I need help. Should someone see themselves as characters in this story, it's either a huge coincidence on my part or guilt and shame on your part. Yet, for those who are truly shameful and guilty, don't despair, oh miserable ones. God is savi...
You always remember those fortunately few moments in life when someone said something or you learned something that brought your world to a halt and made time stand still. You think afterwards, when some semblance of a sense of humor or an interest in life has returned, that you wished you could have seen the look on your own face at that moment. You know yo...
Thank you for taking your time to read my memories. All my stories are true and related as closely to fact as I can recall given the detrimental effect time and alcohol has on ones powers of recollection. I live near a local pub and restaurant strip and enjoy strolling down the street having a beer in every pub. One summer evening a few years ago I ran int...
My name is Liz Couguar. I'm a retired businesswoman living in the city of Boston. At the age of fifty, I'm finding a lot to do. I keep myself occupied. You could say that I've found a new lease in life. I never got married. I came close, a couple of times but things didn't work out. That's okay because I love my life the way it is. I live in a nice apartment...