Safa alaasi,  
I want to call you the girl of determination and success     God bless you  

Lina,  
I'm proud of you too   God bless you  

Well, I'd like to add a story I post once somewhere in Art-en  

A Memorable Day  

Memories either sad or happy are always born in our minds. As for me, I have many happy and funny memories as well as some bad memories. Indeed, I have a funny memory. Whenever, I remembere it I laugh so much. Years ago, when I was 6 years old I was in the first elementary class in old 17 Nessan school and there was another school near my school which was named New 17 Nessan school. In addition, there was only one wall between the two schools. Then the administration of old 17 Nessan school decided to move the students from the old school to the new one which is named now Asmaa.

Therefore, in the first lesson the teachers told us to carry our books and go with them to the new school. At that time, I thought that I would be lost. So, when my mother came to take me home she didn’t find me in the old school and she returned to the home without me

However, we walked about 20 meters and we arrived to the new school. I was sad and I tried to escape but two boys in the sixth class prevented me . So, I cried and cried, oh my God! Where am I??? My mother did not know where I was!!! And I would be without a father or a mother. As a result, I decided not to enter my class and I hid behind the employee's office. I waited for my mother for three hours and nobody knew where I was hiding. Suddenly, I heard some one knocking at the door of the school then the employee opened the door. She was my mother I ran to her and embraced her and cried so much. My mother and I went to the headmaster's office. There I saw my teacher and she was worried about me, then the headmaster told me that this is my new school and she smiled to me.

At that time, I was very angry , so when the headmaster reached out her hand kindly to bring me to my class, I caught her hand and I bit her strongly . Everyone there started to laugh and said oh, what a girl??!! After that ,I said to the headmaster I was so sorry and we were friends.


The End  

 
عبير,  
You make me cry  
This is the second time by the way, first on the child you finger to as the one who hit you, second time on the child who is yourself.