tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22559214.post7109500091477862247..comments2024-03-28T07:18:44.099-04:00Comments on Ms. Yingling Reads: Beneath My Mother's FeetMs. Yinglinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17805324364289597178noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22559214.post-68597573267609321892008-07-06T17:57:00.000-04:002008-07-06T17:57:00.000-04:00Habibi .... Thanks. When I was in college, over th...Habibi .... Thanks. When I was in college, over the summer, one of the young men that hung around with my group of "guy friends" was from Kuwait. He would sit around with us and, eh-hem, drink beer (and leave when we'd start talking about religion and faith -- it took me several years to figure THAT out). But he taught us all several sayings in Arabic. I can still remember some of them, but I'm sure I mispronounce them. Habibi was one of the words he taught us. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for the memory... and the book suggestions.wlomanohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12068969792997029612noreply@blogger.com