Tag Archive ' Armenia'


Many months ago, Dr. Michael Moore, Head of Department of Music Education at BJU and Dr. Paul Radford, Head of Department of Communication Studies at BJU, shared a vision with Haro and me.   As these two men were talking, I grew very quiet. I listened intently. My heart and mind trying to process the words…

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“Hold onto my arm,” he instructs me.I look up at him and grip his arm tight.My husband and children are behind me and I can’t look back.Instead, I trust this man and take my first step. I am balancing on a suspension bridge 200 feet above a river; it is swaying as I take tentative…

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I Love the Sun-Baked Taste of Armenian Words I love the sun-baked taste of Armenian words, their lament like ancient lutes, the bend of blood-red flowering roses in the accents, the lilt of Naiyirian steps still danced by girls. I love the arch of skies, the faceted waters running through its syllables; the mountain weather,…

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Oh Syria I have walked your dusty streets I have tasted your luscious fruits – ah, the apricots and peaches and watermelons and fresh, colourful delicacies; they taste like nothing I have eaten before!  I have taken in the aroma of your sweet pastries and breads; oh the breads!  And the olives and kebabs and…

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Laundry in Armenia

January 26, 2011 | Under Life in Armenia | Posted by | No Comments

I am not quite sure why I am thinking about laundry today. I did the laundry.  It is done.  We are done with that task for the next little while. But today, for some reason, this photo from Armenia is on my mind.   So I searched for it and here it is.  I call…

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