At last week my mom decided go to her origine village which we call "tamazirt" in our language , cuz before the school start she wanted to see her parent and family.
We have arrived in Monday to my garandparent house and we will spind one week only ,we take 4 hours in the roade we were soo tired immediately we go sleep , the next day I meet my cousins ,they are around 12 and 8 y/o they are all young and i'm 16 but it doesn't matter.
At morning we chill in the house cuz the sun is burning cuz it is in the south and when it's 6 we go out walk .
What i love about here is the trees ♡, the almond tree , the fig tree and the argane tree , Every day i took some figs from the tree to eat , it is so delicious and fresh ♡
It is not red inside cuz it needs water:(
That's the almond tree☆
Also this one(>-<)
But because of the drought all the trees are dead except those in the yard and argane now is not anymore here because the ppl cut it ALL , it used to be here a refresheing natural water but not anymore , water is everything .
Ppl in here are nice and good especially
Old ppl , here is a mini story of it:
One day i was out walknig with my cousin and we see an old women that we dont know, we greeted her then she said "come to my house there is my daughters" i told her "no there is no need we'r just walkin here"but she didnt stop , i was convincing her but she didnt care , she was opening the door , so i say" no untie we are just walkin ur about to go out but we stoped u " then she stop and tell me "ok if you want to "
And that's not the first time , always when u meet an untie even if u dont know her(but she knows u hh) she would invite u to her house and i have always emd in thier house because i'm not good at convincing , that's an usually thing for us and it is so normal .
At Thursday we did "lma'arouf" in the village wich is an traditional for us, it is like a party , all the ppl in the village meet in place( a house ,or outside in the ourti) and give the vegetables , wheat (it is about the food that they wilk make) to make a food (it is propably couscou ) , they start cooking at the 5 , and in the night they do" a'wash"(احواش) which is our thraditional sing , when it is 10 or 11 we eat and just go home.
So we did this BUT somthing happened that i will never forget.
Some girls were in front of me make joke about my face , it makes cry at that time , the whole time i was trying to hold my tears....:(
It is not funny at all....
:(
`•°~<futaba°`•
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