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1. Happy new year! Eide Nowrouz Mobarak! (Tis the first day of spring, the start of the new year for Persians and Iranians all over the world) It was a great first day of spring, with lovely weather and daffodils and hyacinths in bloom and sunshine. Except I also had my exam today, but I think I did okay, so I suppose it could be worse. My mother also made Saabsi Pollo. I really love Iranian food. But Eide Nowrouz also means that a million family members I don’t know call to talk to us. My Farsi sucks. The result: highly embarrassing conversations until my mother bails me out.
2. For all you offended Avatar fans, check this out! It’s a picture essay about the history of yellow facing (and black facing) and pretty eye opening (At least it is for me). I really didn’t know about how widespread yellow facing was and still is.
3. Another Avatar link (thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fandomsecrets, lol) but of a different kind. Some girl made an Avatar webcomic and haha, it’s so offensive it’s hilarious. Some of the offences: Katara bloodbends Mai until she dies because she poisoned Katara’s son (Zuko is the dad). Azula has been forced into the role of a Purity Sue and she’s in love with Sokka ("How can anyone forgive me if I can't even forgive myself *gasp*") Aang still has his baby face, but the body of a bodybuilder on steroids (and he’s in love with Toph). And check out Katara's Disney Princess dress. Seriously, this comic is everything Avatar isn't (luckily) but it makes me laugh so damn hard.
4. My uncle (from Vancouver) visited us after his trip to Iran (to be at my other uncle’s funeral) and he came back with presents! My aunt (I haz a big family) gave me a diamond necklace because I got into uni. My uncle totally fixed my laptop. My other aunt, who visited us last autumn, was so impressed with violin play (LOL, it was so bad) that she gave me a scorebook with music written by the Persian violin master Abolhassan Saba.
Me: ???
Dad: OMG, childhood memories.
Me: *hesitates* Okay, let me try. *plays* This is haaard. WTF, is this even a melody? Geez, I didn’t expect the culture gap to be so big. Let’s Youtube this. *search*
Family: *listens to song*
Parents: *sigh* so beautiful.
Me: ...
I like this song, though: Ey Iran, sung by Darya Dadvar, an Iranian-French soprano. Sooo pretty.
And this one (especially when the singer starts at 1:45), one of those traditional songs, very stately and very Persian, this actually made my dad tear up, lol. The rest of the evening was spent going through YouTube searching for singers my parents still remembered.
2. For all you offended Avatar fans, check this out! It’s a picture essay about the history of yellow facing (and black facing) and pretty eye opening (At least it is for me). I really didn’t know about how widespread yellow facing was and still is.
3. Another Avatar link (thanks to
fandomsecrets, lol) but of a different kind. Some girl made an Avatar webcomic and haha, it’s so offensive it’s hilarious. Some of the offences: Katara bloodbends Mai until she dies because she poisoned Katara’s son (Zuko is the dad). Azula has been forced into the role of a Purity Sue and she’s in love with Sokka ("How can anyone forgive me if I can't even forgive myself *gasp*") Aang still has his baby face, but the body of a bodybuilder on steroids (and he’s in love with Toph). And check out Katara's Disney Princess dress. Seriously, this comic is everything Avatar isn't (luckily) but it makes me laugh so damn hard.4. My uncle (from Vancouver) visited us after his trip to Iran (to be at my other uncle’s funeral) and he came back with presents! My aunt (I haz a big family) gave me a diamond necklace because I got into uni. My uncle totally fixed my laptop. My other aunt, who visited us last autumn, was so impressed with violin play (LOL, it was so bad) that she gave me a scorebook with music written by the Persian violin master Abolhassan Saba.
Me: ???
Dad: OMG, childhood memories.
Me: *hesitates* Okay, let me try. *plays* This is haaard. WTF, is this even a melody? Geez, I didn’t expect the culture gap to be so big. Let’s Youtube this. *search*
Family: *listens to song*
Parents: *sigh* so beautiful.
Me: ...
I like this song, though: Ey Iran, sung by Darya Dadvar, an Iranian-French soprano. Sooo pretty.
And this one (especially when the singer starts at 1:45), one of those traditional songs, very stately and very Persian, this actually made my dad tear up, lol. The rest of the evening was spent going through YouTube searching for singers my parents still remembered.
