Busy summer holiday ....

Finally we finished the Arabic curriculum last week, the teacher was satisfied, he said he’d never seen a group like ours, like to study, hard workers, and serious ..
The Arabic teacher is unique person, he has such a great strong personality, serious, polite, and respectful, he likes me a lot, he gave me so much attention, more than anyone, I intended to be quiet, and when I talk, I tell him about notes I read in different books about the subject we are talking about, and that made the teacher so pleased ..
My friends and I began to attend Chemistry and Mathematics private lessons, we took few lectures, but I want to change my Mathematics teacher, I hope the group of the other teacher will accept .. I pray for that..
The situation was good for a week, but now we started to hear explosions, mines and shooting. Car bombs and mines exploded and killed many people, injured others, and destroyed the citizens houses.
Few days ago , I was waiting for the chemistry class to begin, so I sat on the edge of the window, talking with my friend about my favorite Turkish serial called “Noor” , and my other friends were listening to music, suddenly an explosion happened and the blast opened the windows and some small chops fall on me, I went quickly outside the room, and tried to call my dad but I couldn’t get through, I felt so worried and my head was going to blow out, because my dad said he’ll take a walk near the teacher’s house, I kept sending SMS’s to dad, and each second I’d check my mobile during the class, after 2 hours, the class was over and I went outside running! I felt so glad when I saw dad ..
Next day, my driver couldn’t come, so my mom sent me her driver, he was 15 minutes late, and I felt extremely mad, I really hate to wait, I am very exact in time, anyway, we reached the teacher’s house and I kept knocking on the door, but no one replied, I felt scared, the street was empty and the driver had big tattoo on his shoulder!! I called my friend and she said the class was postponed one hour ! “what shall I do?!” I thought, then I decided to spend this hour waiting in our friends’ house which wasn’t far, I spent the time there with the grandmother, as everyone else was at work .. I called my friend and asked her to meet me in a nearby place so that I go with her to the teacher’s house again, when she called me, I went outside to wait for her, it is the first time I walk in the street alone since the war began, I felt horrified, the street was empty, I stood near a car wrecks, previously blown up , and waited for my friend, what scared me most is there was couple of workers staring at me, I was wondering what to do, run ? walk ? I took few steps back, and called my friend who was stuck in a checkpoint, and asked her to stay on the phone with me, it is scary to walk in the street alone, in a country with no security, there is no 911 here!
Yesterday I went with my mom to her work ,I had great time there and met Baghdadentist, I’ll have an operation soon for my impacted wisdom tooth, I am really nervous, I hate the needle hehe ..
Keep praying for us ,
With my love,
Sunshine..