This post makes me want to cry. I miss Amoo Joon Abol. I'm so jealous you get to see him. When I was a kid, he told me "Just call me Babbol." He always wore woolly sweaters, and when he would hug me and my sisters he would hug very tightly and we would always get wool in our mouths.
When I was very young, I was afraid of Amoo joon Abol as well. He had put this idea in my head that he's going to pull my nose out of my face and put another one in its place........and I believe it. The entire time he was in our house in Tehran, I would either avoid him, or walk around the house with my hand covering my nose.......But I do love him. Give him a big kiss for me and tell him I miss him and hope to see him this January. I love you too for bringing him and his house to us.
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This post makes me want to cry. I miss Amoo Joon Abol. I'm so jealous you get to see him. When I was a kid, he told me "Just call me Babbol." He always wore woolly sweaters, and when he would hug me and my sisters he would hug very tightly and we would always get wool in our mouths.
When I was very young, I was afraid of Amoo joon Abol as well. He had put this idea in my head that he's going to pull my nose out of my face and put another one in its place........and I believe it. The entire time he was in our house in Tehran, I would either avoid him, or walk around the house with my hand covering my nose.......But I do love him. Give him a big kiss for me and tell him I miss him and hope to see him this January. I love you too for bringing him and his house to us.
Rinka: show us some of his art pieces.. I really would love to see them. Take some pictures and post them on this blog.
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