Mar212009
Nooruz
Saturday, March 21st, 2009 at 6:00 pm by bekzhanToday is Nooruz. My mother cooked all night, and the neighbours came with bowls and went away with bowls, nothing is ever the same bowl. It was cold outside but the sun was warm, and after the winter that feels like a gift.
the table. This is a tenth of what there was.
Grandmother said: "This year the spring is a promise." I wrote it on my hand so I would not forget it.