If you left your bike like this in Switzerland, or perhaps London where I grew up, it would disappear within a few hours, perhaps even minutes. However, this was Marrakesh in Morocco, and no-one bothered. It was still there a few hours later.
Yes we had dinosaurs. In a nearbye village there are even remaining foot imprints of when they wandered in the local mountains, although for the dinos they were probably just hills. I took the photos in our local museum of their remains, where they have a collection, although some are probably carnivores judging by the pointed teeth they had. Of course this was thousands of years ago and they seemed to suffer the same fate as they all did and just disappeared.
The only remaining amphibians we now have is a toad or frog now and again. This one wandered into my apartment probably being attracted by the cat food I had.
We (the Swiss – not me) went voting again this week-end. Nothing special, we do it almost every second month. I often wonder how many really understand what they are doing. I do spend a few days, hours, minutes, reading through the parmphlets we get. I even vote now and again, although to be quite honest I just go with the masses.
This time something happened. After the votes were counted, they congratulated the winner in our Kanton of St. Gallen. 24 hours later they discovered the votes were wrongly counted. The party that won did not win but their opposition. There were discussions today on the radio how this could happen. I did not really get an answer, but the party that got the congratulations were no longer being congratulated but their opposition.
I do not really care as both parties do not exist in my Kanton, but it was really a little embarrassing. I think the meaning of our direct democracy got a little bit lost. Anyhow, no problem I did not vote for anything or anybody.
I would just add that I more or less write daily on this page, but often before I write I have to have a quick look in the computer to see what I am really writing about. A problem when your brain is old and divided in two languages – Swiss German and cockney english.
Not yet, but who knows. I almost did not want to take part in this blog. I have a wheelchair since many years, but have not used it for many years. I have my scooter which enables me to go shopping and keep my independence. I use my walker when I have to move myself. I can still walk, but with MS it does not get better and I assume that one day, or year, I will be permanently in a wheelchair, but a hospice? No thankyou, not yet. I do not know the meaning of the word in the States, buit here in Europe it is not so positive. We have senior homes where the golden oldies are cared for.
I am Ahmed Abdi, a Wordpress blogger and storyteller who searches for stories that inspire people. I love writing because it’s a reflection of how I perceive the world around me. Lost in a world of endless chaos in my childhood, Unforgettable moments of tragedy and triumphs taught me the art of storytelling where I found myself through letter writing and then turned into stories but then sadly had lost everything I wrote for years. In 2018, I decided to create a Wordpress blog site that would allow me to store and retrieve every piece. Stories from my community, city and people are what make my writing so interesting and inspiring! I’m a tea lover so a cup of tea sometimes makes my blog.
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