
“Sticks and Stones may Break my Bones….But Words will Never Hurt Me”
I was 11 or 12 in high school and I remember the vice-head saying this aloud in assembly.

I was 11 or 12 in high school and I remember the vice-head saying this aloud in assembly.

My friend from sunny South Africa came over, she got married to a South African dude, packed her

Happy New Year to you All. Another year gone, another year to look forward to. I’m not really

So the thing is… I’m a Muslim…Proud Muslim, with the values, roots, practises and beliefs. I am also

So back to my tooth. I’m thinking of adding a tab on my contents just for my tooth

Years ago I remember looking at my mother in law’s kitchen cupboard- a whole shelf dedicated to medicine.
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