| Message | roses are red nageela polos are yellow this brief poem is just to say hello
my dining room table is too big for my family on shabbos to hold our hands (with the arms crossed - thanks to ari for that interesting trend) and circle around it singing - not that they would do it if it was a smaller table - but im gonna miss all the singing, and eating, and oneg, and eating, and playing games on the grass, and eating, and mafia, and walking to the falls, and eating... especially camp cholent. its weird to go from working in nageela kitchen, cooking for over 100 pple, to my little kitchen - cooking for six. i only had to peel 5 hard bioled eggs (in comparison to the 160 in camp), and i only made 9 challos... but its fun so i miss you all!! i love this fancy guest book!
"neigh" says the horse "moo" says the cow this brief poem is to say good bye for now
how corny
have a great shabbos!!
(the flag is a new zealand flag) |