Why do people have to leave each other? Neden insanlar birbirlerini bırakmak zorundadırlar? by Yasmin Mogahed

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When I was 17 years old, I had a dream. I dreamt that I was sitting inside a masjid and a little girl walked up to ask me a question. She asked me: “Why do people have to leave each other?” The question was a personal one, but it seemed clear to me why the question was chosen for me.
I was one to get attached.

Ever since I was a child, this temperament was clear. While other children in preschool could easily recover once their parents left, I could not. My tears, once set in motion, did not stop easily. As I grew up, I learned to become attached to everything around me. From the time I was in first grade, I needed a best friend. As I got older, any fall-out with a friend shattered me. I couldn’t let go of anything. People, places, events, photographs, moments—even outcomes…

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Memoirs of a Hayseed Physicist by Peter Martel

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Part 22:
My First University:
In English, my final standing was fourth in a class of two hundred and fifty. My marks in physics was a non-spectacular fifty, in part because I had spent the weekends from Friday to Sunday night working for a large department store. This was a calamity of sorts, because my mother had contacted an old school friend of hers on my behalf at the Nova Scotia Research Foundation – a provincial laboratory specializing in Geophysics. This friend had accepted my mother’s word that I was a genius and had recommended me to the head of the Geophysics section – a man who might hire me for invaluable summer work.

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With permission of the author. This is an on going story one paragraph at a time beginning on the post of July 6th. We will get back to our music and art after this little break.

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Marquis Hill. The Way We Play. US 2016.