Luxury Loans

                                                Luxury Loans

            People used to find getting loans a hard issue. In the past, they used to seek loans when things are tough and to make their life easier in terms of securing living essentials. However, nowadays; loans are being easier to get for most of the people. Banks found it one of their best ways to make more money and people are getting involved more and more and found it shorter path to make business or even for luxury.

            Is it wrong to get a loan when it is not really necessary?  This question is always under discussion in different societies. Some people are justified because of their circumstances and some get loans to have newer car, to go for expensive vacation, to move to better neighborhood, to get high quality furniture or many other luxury purposes. Some think this is wrong and that people shouldn’t get involved in loans unless they really have to. Others think that it is OK and that all people have the right for better living, good vacations or better cars.

            In my point of view, I think loans should be taken only for really serious cases such as medical treatments, getting a car when you don’t have it, buying a house or similar cases. Sometimes life is tough but loans are not the answer as they would make your life even harder. But it is still only my point of view and this issue will continue under discussion ages to come. In addition, the word living essentials might be flexible and is always left to everyone to decide what it means to him.   

My staycation.

          It was a staycation because I didn’t go to any place out of ST. Louis but, my husband came from Saudi Arabia. It was the first time; I didn’t see him for three months. I was very enthusiastic, and very excited to show him ST. Louis. We went to many restaurants; one of them was IHOP which is a very nice one for the breakfast. It has many kinds of waffles and many types of pancakes.

            Actually I wasn’t in the mood to enjoy my staycation because of the dozen of homework I have. Whenever I spent one day out without doing any homework it was torturing me. I realized later that there are more things than the homework to worry about. Anyone would wonder what that would be.

            The reason was my brother, I woke up in Thursday the 20^th and found many missed calls from my family with one message said your brother had an accident and he is in a comma. I collapsed for many days. He is young just twenty four years old. After that, we knew he suffered an internal bleeding in his head, lung and his tommy. Also, he has many broken bones in his slat and in his hip.

            The accident happened while he was at work. As I know, his company sells cars in installments. When the customer doesn’t pay for a certain period, they just take his car without a notice by sending one of their employees with a key provided by them. This employee was my brother this time. However, when he took one of those cars the customer saw him and chased him until he hit him from the back in purpose. His car rolled over and he wasn’t buckled up.

            My brother’s situation is currently stable. He woke up from the comma. The internal bleeding in the head stopped, they pulled the on in the lung and they are sucking out the one in his tommy. But they drugged him and this case will continue the same for two weeks to  help him not to feel the pain.

            No one knows his destiny or what he will face. I thank my God for his blessing, my family is safe, my parent is in good health and my brother still alive.

My hero.

The hero is not the person how takes down three men in the same time, not with his muscles. For me, the hero is a person who does something without expecting anything in return to save lives and help others even for a cat. Maybe he does something completely foolish and maybe something could cost him his life, but without thinking what is the right thing or what could be the consequences. He just responds bravely to prevent disasters.

 One day before many years, the weather was rainy and there was flood, it wasn’t very heavy. My father in that day decided to go on a picnic. We were very happy playing together and having fun. My father warned us from a kind of mud which drags people until the person disappears sinking inside. While we were having fun and enjoy our time, we heard screams grabbed our attention. We were surprised and wondered what that screaming was about. It was coming from a frightened mother because her son was sinking in that dangerous mud. His father was in shock and stood still staring to his own child and not doing anything to save him. When my father noticed the situation he directly jumped very fast into that mud to rescue that poor child. We were very scared and didn’t think that he is going to make it. However, my father moved with very light and fast steps to avoid getting his feet sucked inside the mud just touching as if he was flying. He pulled the child and took him to the safe area. Everybody was surprise with his bravery and fast reaction.

Many thanks were delivered to my hero from the other family for being a reason to give the child another chance and new birthday.
 But I kept asking myself, what if he couldn’t make it? What would happen to us? And many other questions occurred to my mind later.

                     As I mentioned before, to be a hero you should have a mix of courage, humanity and a little of foolishness. My father was and still my hero.

Cheesecake factory restaurant

I heard about this restaurant before I came to U.S from my sister. She wanted to invite me there but I was too busy. Then I heard about it from Tamara. I felt enthusiastic to go there. Some of the student suggested that we go together as students with our teacher. I loved the idea because I like to be with my class meats and the most important reason that I really like Tamara and I love to have chatting with her.

The awaited day is coming it was Friday. It was interesting day Saimi and I want with Nidah’s car. The weather was fabulous. The conversation with them was smooth and interesting.

We arrived to the restaurant and actually, I was really surprised. It was very magnificent unlike my imagination. What I built in my hide is a very simple restaurant as the fast food restaurants. Then we had a big table and we stared to give the waitress our orders. After a while the waitress brought the drinks.  As Saudi girls Nida and I started to chat with each other without stopping more over we hadn’t get enough chatting with each other also with all the student and Tamara. What had cut out our chatting was the food. My order was chicken salad sandwich it was really big and yummy. After the main meal, the desserts were served. And min was Toxedo chocolate cheesecake. I never imagine cheesecake with this sweetness.  

  In brief the restaurant was ambiance. What make it more unforgettable for me are the photos we took.