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"She's never gotten over when the PA took her father away for a month. After he was...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/AN9si4VeWGc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/05/chapter-115-parent-teacher-conference.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 114 Seriously, hike</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/6ZUJ8bIHqEo/chapter-114-seriously-hike.html</link><category>beautiful</category><category>nature</category><category>Jenin</category><category>summer</category><category>photos</category><category>Zebebdeh</category><category>hiking</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 23:33:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-8853214236769404786</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-05-04T09:33:18.909+03:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QPrLZD8fTg/T3nVEYwiUUI/AAAAAAAABvI/NUj8vUcDbnI/s72-c/IMG_0894.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>You thought I was kidding about the hiking stuff didn't you?

You smiled and nodded gently thinking it was the giddy excitement of novelty. You accepted them on the basis they resulted from the...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/6ZUJ8bIHqEo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/05/chapter-114-seriously-hike.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 113 Over the counter</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/PmaoO81UvQI/chapter-113-over-counter.html</link><category>pharmacy</category><category>culture</category><category>antibiotics</category><category>palestine</category><category>medicine</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2012 22:36:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-7063472186444844224</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-04-03T08:38:13.952+03:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGSWw3W9bUA/T19i8FqlB4I/AAAAAAAABqc/Z-IAHGrvaf4/s72-c/IMG_0697.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>'Hello Pharmacist, do you have something for an itchy throat? It's not hurting or anything, just a little uncomfortable'

'Of course! Let me take a look. Aha! Here they are. Take these three times a...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/PmaoO81UvQI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/04/chapter-113-over-counter.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 112 The West Bank's Biggest Secret</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/K6B47rC6ZmE/chapter-112-west-banks-biggest-secret.html</link><category>West Bank</category><category>Tubas</category><category>scenery</category><category>Jordan Valley</category><category>mountains</category><category>palestine</category><category>landscape</category><category>Toubas</category><category>photos</category><category>hiking</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2012 12:56:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-5046759112660835992</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-03-28T08:37:35.316+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ2Bm4-MlmA/T3Fs8Qq1gZI/AAAAAAAABqk/TP-SoKI4J_A/s72-c/IMG_0753.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>"You can hike around the West Bank?"

You can hike SO MUCH around the West Bank. You could get dropped off anywhere, head off in the direction of the nearest mountain, and find yourself surrounded by...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/K6B47rC6ZmE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/03/chapter-112-west-banks-biggest-secret.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 111 Running</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/vpOefDozsxU/chapter-110-running.html</link><category>checkpoints</category><category>visas</category><category>israel</category><category>borders</category><category>Allenby</category><category>Jordan</category><category>palestine</category><category>awkward questions</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2012 00:02:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-7120664537334988813</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-03-18T09:02:34.049+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAGVlgQYaNI/T03KL-SlkgI/AAAAAAAABnE/Xx77SEnPPI0/s72-c/IMG_0626.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>Visas. Practically currency in the West Bank. 
A 20 year old, wearing boredom in her holster and two years of compulsory khaki, determines your fate with youthful carelessness. She occupies, is...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/vpOefDozsxU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/03/chapter-110-running.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 110 Where we winter</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/Iwch7hMqPKw/chapter-110-where-we-winter.html</link><category>winter</category><category>palestine</category><category>weather</category><category>summer</category><category>Jericho</category><category>Hisham's Palace</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2012 12:18:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-2263409504674338754</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-03-14T22:06:24.715+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sv-4kBWn1j0/T19Grz7Xo0I/AAAAAAAABoE/ol2Xdh7alK4/s72-c/IMG_0646+-+Copy.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>Jericho is the lowest city on earth. Which means it's always warm. Which is one of the many reasons I like it.

It's also one of the many reasons Palestinians like it. Jericho could conceivably be...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/Iwch7hMqPKw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/03/chapter-110-where-we-winter.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 109 Snow Day</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/E3kvAz7f-Q0/chapter-109-snow-day.html</link><category>Nablus</category><category>Bethlehem</category><category>palestine</category><category>snow</category><category>Ramallah</category><category>Nablus life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 02:14:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-2952593141878992859</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-03-02T12:15:50.351+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUBBass4tCg/T1CasGBq-4I/AAAAAAAABns/fzpmLlbi9SM/s72-c/bird.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>thank you to @PalestineRage for this beautiful picture.
Ramallah 

"It's going to snow tomorrow."

"No it's not. You know it's totally not."

"No really, everyone says so."

"Everyone says so every...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/E3kvAz7f-Q0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/03/chapter-109-snow-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Interviewing Change</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/8IP3wMBb1KM/interviewing-change.html</link><category>palestine</category><category>life</category><category>interview</category><category>Susan Macaulay</category><category>change</category><category>Kay Van Hoesen</category><category>Here Women Talk</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2012 05:10:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-8533483861670462489</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-03-01T15:20:01.540+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ploLe3e_oSI/T09xQ2f5-kI/AAAAAAAABnM/HKD8lykh15s/s72-c/Untitled.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Susan Macaulay has been a friend of mine for a few years and is someone I have a lot of admiration for. 

She built her life and success with her bare hands and took every setback, every obstacle,...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/8IP3wMBb1KM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/03/interviewing-change.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 108 Nazareth - a city of two tales</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/yGLEkPK_-TI/chapter-108-nazareth-city-of-two-tales.html</link><category>churches</category><category>tourism</category><category>Nazareth</category><category>israel</category><category>traveling</category><category>architecture</category><category>Ottoman</category><category>mosques</category><category>food</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 10:52:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-9122893376630801129</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-02-27T20:52:10.039+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ryuTkH5HSg0/T0SJwa0vltI/AAAAAAAABjQ/fp2C7atGCOY/s72-c/IMG_0082.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>There are two Nazareths.&amp;nbsp; 

One is the Nazareth of legend. Stunning Ottoman architecture, floating spires, and fantastical churches; standing; watching; outliving us all. Setting the stage day...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/yGLEkPK_-TI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-108-nazareth-city-of-two-tales.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 107 Legal tender</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/OlfIyjNHi_k/chapter-107-legal-tender.html</link><category>British Mandate</category><category>money</category><category>antiques</category><category>palestine</category><category>currency</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2012 00:51:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-7935486993600491038</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-02-25T11:01:51.493+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YPDup7ePgXs/T0EsyID-hMI/AAAAAAAABfI/m0UvcSBJLfg/s72-c/paper+and+money+on+wood.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>In 1927, the British Mandate introduced the Palestinian Pound as legal tender.

It replaced the Ottoman lira and the Egyptian Pound, which had slipped into circulation following the fall of the...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/OlfIyjNHi_k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-107-legal-tender.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 106 Antiquing</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/sJDoUkEBtkg/chapter-106-antiquing.html</link><category>Nablus</category><category>old stuff</category><category>antiques</category><category>palestine</category><category>photos</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 04:24:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-258634979487237438</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-02-22T14:24:30.501+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yybbh5JbWg/T0FBPDJnTVI/AAAAAAAABhE/A0RqAJke4aE/s72-c/IMG_0269.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>Lots of antique shops around Nablus. They have specialized buyers that travel to all the neighboring villages to value and buy old items and family heirlooms.

Dusty shop walls literally overflowing...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/sJDoUkEBtkg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-106-antiquing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Cameo</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/BuEJgBS18VM/cameo.html</link><category>guest post</category><category>Olives a violent romance</category><category>Olives</category><category>Allenby</category><category>writing</category><category>politics</category><category>crossing</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2012 23:28:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-8907671324315055582</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-02-20T09:28:22.468+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CuExurV86O4/T0H1bSRD4iI/AAAAAAAABiQ/WiUH1iXymhw/s72-c/Olives-The+Cover+Thumbnail.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>I was delighted to be asked to write a guest blog for Alexander McNabb's blog. This is his second blog and expands on the realities and background behind his recently published book Olives - A...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/BuEJgBS18VM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/02/cameo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 105 Strength</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/sila3kOxMHI/chapter-104-strongest-women-i-know.html</link><category>Palestinian stories</category><category>Women</category><category>Nablus life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2012 01:52:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-1853175137845922309</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-02-24T11:05:08.369+02:00</atom:updated><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Nabulsi women are among the strongest women I know.&amp;nbsp; 

A Nabulsi woman of my age is living a life very different from my own. 9 times out of 10 she is married with at least three children. A...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/sila3kOxMHI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-104-strongest-women-i-know.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 104 Products and posters</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/sWTnkIWgMBM/chapter-104-products-and-posters.html</link><category>israel</category><category>boycott</category><category>shopping</category><category>posters</category><category>protest</category><category>politics</category><category>Nablus life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 15:43:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-4031207339587240941</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-02-17T01:43:18.328+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EtacbZTKVW8/Tz14e2xm5FI/AAAAAAAABe4/i7Vnj30TG3w/s72-c/tapuzina.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>The desire to make money, regardless of the means, is well served by the simultaneous existence of the need to make ends meet.

This is also helpfully facilitated by controlling the flow of products...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/sWTnkIWgMBM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-104-products-and-posters.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 103 Mmmmmusakhan</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/fYatCz5RYD4/chapter-103-mmmmmusakhan.html</link><category>Musakhan</category><category>food</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 08:44:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-8724469322167479237</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-02-04T18:46:35.801+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqSM_mJyhrQ/Ty1cHI3Dl2I/AAAAAAAABds/lBEbuBK6fxA/s72-c/taboon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>Warm, doughy flat bread topped with cooked onions, summac*, roasted chicken and almonds... drenched... practically dripping with pure home grown olive oil.

Tear at it with slippery fingers, olive...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/fYatCz5RYD4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/02/chapter-103-mmmmmusakhan.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 102 Ads on wheels</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/D_tyEBxa2zE/chapter-102-ads-on-wheels.html</link><category>advertising</category><category>Nablus life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2012 03:09:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-3292680049457554389</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-29T13:10:53.045+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tK_6Jqfq3J0/TyPqos0RohI/AAAAAAAABbE/MrVpGgeQhGk/s72-c/IMG_0301.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>A form of advertising that's gaining popularity in Nablus.

Now that's my idea of a yummy car ;)&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/D_tyEBxa2zE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-102-ads-on-wheels.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 101 The great maqloubeh race</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/0S398BkBw-I/chapter-101-great-maqloubeh-race.html</link><category>maqloubeh</category><category>school</category><category>Palestinian hospitality</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2012 07:24:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-1124796973120764575</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-26T17:26:54.094+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1DzDpOJZa0w/TyFfD8bE0II/AAAAAAAABak/xssdhrO8es0/s72-c/IMG_0209.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><description>If my students have learned nothing else, they have learned that Miss Sara's favorite food is maqloubeh.

It's been on their worksheets, slipped into their readings, used as essay topics and inserted...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/0S398BkBw-I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-101-great-maqloubeh-race.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 100</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/NUrwua-tVHM/chapter-100.html</link><category>palestine</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 04:52:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-3393378127095171111</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-22T14:55:08.344+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5MuN0pOV3KE/TxwFkib3CRI/AAAAAAAABaA/v8UjpK2MF-8/s72-c/IMG_0145.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>100 chapters.

100 stories that have altered me. Some very little while others with an impact that will never be erased. 

It's always been about Palestine. It's always been about trying to highlight...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/NUrwua-tVHM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-100.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 99 All the time</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/Mt_yZxDcBfI/chapter-99-all-time.html</link><category>checkpoints</category><category>israel</category><category>borders</category><category>politics</category><category>Nablus life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2012 04:46:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-55362477519490950</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-23T11:47:25.606+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlQmWxj3_ow/TxcsTkEAEBI/AAAAAAAABZw/A7kP9lZ1GvA/s72-c/DSCN2838.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><description>They've lost their novelty haven't they? The checkpoints I mean. Isn't everyone just about over it by now? 

I'm not speaking in terms of big ideological principles either. I'm not talking about...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/Mt_yZxDcBfI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-99-all-time.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>STOP SOPA</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/C92Rl8eG2Jg/stop-sopa.html</link><category>SOPA</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 00:52:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-6574790374829869521</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-20T14:36:28.762+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmmzOaOsEuQ/Txlfp6KZv7I/AAAAAAAABZ4/_BEZL4B6VvM/s72-c/the-cheat-sheet-the-anti-sopa-blackout.img.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Please don't break the internet. Click here to find out more...

Source&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/C92Rl8eG2Jg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/stop-sopa.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 98 The park</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/Xx1mwBaDdEQ/chapter-98-park.html</link><category>photos</category><category>Nablus life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 04:29:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-8549838960099662760</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-20T15:06:57.876+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-maUhGd6-o8Y/Tv2-mYJ5CeI/AAAAAAAABVI/bS008ZtHYZ0/s72-c/IMG_0151.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Next to my school is one of the few parks in Nablus.
It could be beautiful. But it's not.

Carpeted with trash and broken glass, most of the jungle gym facilities are broken or falling apart with...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/Xx1mwBaDdEQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-98-park.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Saving Samar</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/yz_JGws_wio/saving-samar.html</link><category>PCRF</category><category>Samar</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 06:04:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-8745746725130475265</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-12T17:03:25.661+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FFMbhaEOBgo/TwxqOrhbsiI/AAAAAAAABZY/SPXra2AiWHw/s72-c/samar.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>Update: Samar's operation was successful. God bless.
&amp;nbsp;  
A quick update for everyone who's been following the #SaveSamar campaign.

She arrived in Italy on Saturday and is being operated on...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/yz_JGws_wio" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/saving-samar.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Citation - Olives</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/nQb6JR2ye4I/citation-olives.html</link><category>Olives</category><category>book</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2012 03:52:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-3639009585284440847</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-06T13:52:11.845+02:00</atom:updated><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>I don't generally enjoy fiction novels that take place in the Middle East. I find that the culture is badly misrepresented, the politics over simplified and the endings too neatly tied up to ever...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/nQb6JR2ye4I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/citation-olives.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 97 On the down low</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/fgZ3Owgl3Po/chapter-97-on-down-low.html</link><category>Palestinian stories</category><category>Nablus life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 04:55:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-6921151412711202952</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-04T14:55:22.075+02:00</atom:updated><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>She went on with her story, deftly slicing courgettes into discs as the children were in the other room, supposedly doing their homework.&amp;nbsp; 

The pot bubbled quietly on the stove. 

'I just...&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/fgZ3Owgl3Po" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-97-on-down-low.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Chapter 96 A cool little corner</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~3/EmuH2uTfQIU/chapter-96-cool-little-corner.html</link><category>Ili Kan</category><category>sheesha</category><category>Nablus life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sara)</author><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 03:38:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322888190925917517.post-6682628449726281026</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-20T15:08:45.760+02:00</atom:updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SWC4_mqmOA/TwGdZMn74II/AAAAAAAABZQ/ZDmzFz9LzvM/s72-c/IMG_0499.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Ili Kan. One of my favorite sheesha places in Nablus.

More and more funky little places cropping up.


Cannot get this pic upright for some reason

Awesome painted ceiling&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ANabulsiStory/~4/EmuH2uTfQIU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ussanabulsiyeh.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-96-cool-little-corner.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

