My Morning

Days go on, and I was tired of my life—searching for the reason. Then my friend called to say she was coming to Kabul to visit me for three days. Wow, I felt great at that moment. I became very happy.

My friend and I stayed up late for three nights straight, talking about all our memories, and still we hadn’t finished talking yet. On the third night, we were up until 12:45 a.m. because my friend was sewing and teaching me to be a tailor. I also was kept awake by my neighbor who kept calling to tease me, but I didn’t mind because I love her and don’t mind teasing her back.

The next morning I had to wake up at 5 a.m. because my brother goes to school at 5:30 and I have to prepare his breakfast. When I woke, I felt very lazy. So I prayed to God: Please make this morning a weekend! But it was a funny prayer because I knew it would never be answered.

After my brother left for school, I returned to bed and told my friend, “Please, you keep sleeping because I can’t wake up this early.”

She just laughed and said, “No, I have to go to my uncle’s house to change my dress and go to a training session.”

“When you leave, wake me up to lock the door,” I said. I don’t know what happened but suddenly it was twenty minutes later and she woke me and told me to lock the door. I did and returned to bed and prayed to God: Please don’t bring 6:30 a.m.! That’s when I have to get up to prepare for the office shuttle to pick me up twenty minutes later.

I slept soundly and woke up to my alarm ringing and not enough time to prepare for the office. I was just getting ready when the shuttle came. I sat in the car as it picked up all my colleagues, and I thought: How will I be able to work this day?

Then I got to my office and read my assignment from AWWP to write about my day, and with reading that, I became fresh and felt super and gave thanks to Allah that I had come to the office and read the email which ended all my tiredness.

So I decided to write my homework first and do other things after. Now I am feeling very fresh. It is 10:46 a.m. and that is the story of my morning.

By Maryam A.


Comments

  1. charlotte says:

    Maryam, Keep writing and telling us about your life.

  2. Maryam interesting, it’s terrible when you sleep little. Keep writing

  3. Dear Maryam, Mornings are very challenging for me too! But there is always a good reason to get up and work. Please keep writing about your life!

  4. Maryam Amini says:

    Thanks from all your comments

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