Great. Now two little Iranian girls told me my name is ugly. I said in Hebrew, "I apologize...but that's my name."
Great though. As if I needed another thing to be upset about, apparently my name is ugly.
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Possessing nothing but a bit of Hebrew and some very valuable towel-folding experience, a once and future college drop-out chronicles her first and second attempt at aliyah, with ample blog-time given to random people she meets along the way. Now armed with useless life skills, she returns to academia. Watch as she attempts to figure out how to manage.... Things are bound to go wrong, but there's bound to be some kind of heart-warming message in all of this.
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