- Montréal, CANADA
- January 12
- Freelance Writer - jack of all genres;master of none.
- warm and genuine
- I divorced my full time career of teaching after 25 years, because meanwhile I fell in love with freelance writing. Ever since, I decided to legitimize my ten-year fling which started in the new millennium.
"WILL OF MY OWN - A Memoir"
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MY RECENT POSTS
- Entertainment for all ages
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- Treasures of Istanbul~The
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MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Pleased to meet you,
Carl, thanks to my Esteemed
Mr Fornale's nudge.
August 29, 2012 10:49AM
- “I cry also because I
feel deeply sad, wondering
when - if
ever - man
will learn t…”
August 27, 2012 08:28AM
- “Thank you for this
fitting tribute to a man who
inspired many of us
August 26, 2012 09:55PM
- “I'll be away all day;
pardon me for not replying
August 14, 2012 08:08AM
- “I sensed a kindredness
of spirit as soon as I read
take hundreds of
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- MY LINKS
I was a guest on live talk show the other day. Talking about self esteem, identity, values and some personal anecdotes to illustrate nuggets of time-tested values. My host was lively, bright, fast-paced, and she bombarded me with evocative questions, that made me think even as I tried to sound c… Read full post »
~ an anecdote from my teaching life ~
Bringing humor to the classroom helps to deal with young people. It may have even helped me to survive my teaching life ! While I was boiling in the cauldron with my other burned-out colleagues, I tried everything to be innovative and make life-… Read full post »
Being a culinary enthusiast and having sampled a variety of gastronomical wonders, I consider myself very fortunate. Sometimes I even wonder if my prowess in the kitchen could be in part due to my cultural endowment.
Over the weekend, between entertaining, writing and paging through a collection of e… Read full post »
His parents threw him out, "Because," they said, he "hung around with wrong company - he future Mafia of the neighborhood - not the kind they wanted their son to hang around."
His father gave him many chances to change; his mother pleaded with him. But finally that was it. … Read full post »
Fate works in strange ways. It has always for us.
I saw the three calls he attempted on my cell all afternoon. What's the use of carrying one if you leave it in the pocket and check your coat in, at the lobby?
In a way I'm glad I… Read full post »
Anna Pavlova- 1912
As history shows, some of the gastronomic creations that conquer our tastes as well as our fancy are results of either pure coincidence or sheer luck. Often times, what we have come to taste and love is the outcome of an error, forgetfulness or outright dare pepp… Read full post »
I looked for You. . .
I looked for you
in the autumn-splashed streets
of a rainy, late November in Montréal.
I thought I saw your face
in a store window
on St. Catherine Street- but
when I reached to touch your lips… Read full post »
I have a confession:
I am reading my book, WILL OF MY OWN, (www.dictionmatters.com) every night before I go to sleep - for the second time - from the beginning. I'm trying to judge it objectively. Sometimes I find it childish and amateur- because I wanted it to be of… Read full post »
My sister and I call each other Mma, after Alexander McCall Smith's beloved fictional character, Mma Ramotswe (founder of Number One Ladies Detective Agency).
Here is my response to my dear Mma's question.
“I am thinking of getting my teeth whitened for my December Dance Showc… Read full post »
"Revolution consumes its own children" - G. Büchner
I am a tail-end Baby Boomer. I became familiar with the term in my later life as its implication bonded many of my generation, regardless of our origins, in a life time's worth of warm reminiscences or sad memories which, to new gen… Read full post »
Smooth skin stretches
over fine blood vessels
mapping the hand
which offers me the largest bouquet—
blue and purple roses I’ve never seen before
ordinary red, pink, white and yellow ones —
The roses so sharp in my mind, yet the face
hovering above the bo… Read full post »
My friend Wendie and I hate rain and humidity for exactly the opposite reasons. At the slightest hint of dampness in the air her hair frizzes whereas mine loses its long-labored curls and hangs limp. Of course there’s the gray skies and the gloomy feelings a rainy day brings, but, in… Read full post »
Right off the bat I should make a disclaimer that this is NOT a personal attack or an attempt at defamation of character. I am expressing my opinions and questioning to see if I will get any opinions here. Besides, anyone who has read WILL OF MY OWN, my personal memoir,… Read full post »
My Turkish name, Füsun, means "fascination" in English. My parents didn’t anticipate the misery it would bring me in my youth when they selected this name, which most people I meet now consider to be so unique and lovely. I hardly thought of my name in those terms when I was/… Read full post »
It was for a day like this that I prepared myself all my life. Education, career, financial independence. . . My parents left their mother land to give me the opportunity of earning what they called 'the golden bracelet' – the key to opportunity and an independent life through… Read full post »
That was the twenty-three year old, bright-eyed, opinionated, naive young woman who was hired to teach English literature and composition to secondary four and five students most of whom were barely half a decade younger than she. I did not have the credibility or the wisdom suggested by graying hair… Read full post »
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