goes to lebanon
|This is me. My name is Sara. My room looks very messy now because I’m travelling to Lebanon tomorrow with my family. Lebanon is the place where I was born. We go there every summer.|
have many relatives in Lebanon and they all come and see us when we go there.
|My relatives are weird. They kiss me 3 times every time they see me. I don’t like that because my cheeks get wet and dirty. YUCK! But what I really don’t like is when they call me Sarsour, which in English means cockroach.|
This is my cousin Sari. He is 5 like me. I call him Meetee. We play together every day. He is a lot of fun. Meetee is my best friend.
|This is our aunt Iman. She lets Meetee and I hang out with her on Sundays when she doesn’t have work.|
|First, we walk on the Corneesh very early in the morning.|
she takes us to this beach called Bamboo Bay. Meetee and I look like we
have white paint on us because Auntie Iman always puts lots of suntan lotion
on us so that we don’t get burned by the sun.
|Finally she takes us to Bliss House for some ice cream. That’s always my favorite part.|
very favorite thing to eat in Lebanon is Ras Al Abed. They look like little
chocolate mountains and have yummy white stuff inside.
Once I ate 12 Ras Al Abeds. My tummy hurt so much that my Mommy had to take me to the doctor.
is Teta’s (my Grandma) house. Meetee and I hang out here all the time.
|She has a drawer full of licorice drops and caramel candy.|
|But she keeps it locked and hangs the key around her neck so that we don’t eat everything.|
|She has a mean neighbor called Abu Saleh. Once Meetee and I knocked on his door and hid.|
|But he found out and told on us, so we painted his cat’s tail red!|
is our house in New York. We came back this morning. I’m happy to
be back. But I miss Meetee and eating Ras Al Abed.