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A ROSE BY ANY OTHER NAME

From the moment she was born, Rose’s mother had taught her little daughter to be different from all the other skunks that lived in the woods. She bathed her in fragrant rose water, put her to bed on soft rose petals and fed her mashed rose hips sprinkled with fresh rosemary. She didn’t want her to be stinky like all the other skunks that ate things like skunk cabbage, stinkweed and stinkbugs. She wanted her little Rose to be sweet.

When Rose grew up she was still very different from all the other skunks. She still bathed in rosewater, slept on a bed of pink rose petals and ate only the finest rosehips. She drank sparkling rose water from rose-colored glasses. Her furniture was made of rosewood and she had a beautiful rose garden just outside her back door. Everything she did, smelled and tasted was like roses, even her toothpaste, shampoo and deodorant.

Never would she spray, unless the spray was from a bottle labeled ‘Rose Perfume’. The other skunks were always spraying their foul odor for any old reason, so it seemed to Rose.

One day, Rose went out into her garden to pick some fresh rose hips. She was just about to reach for one when she heard a loud roar. She stopped for a moment to listen, but when she didn’t hear anything else she continued picking. Another loud roar came from somewhere behind her in the distance. What was that? What was making that noise? Rose wondered what it was. Not hearing another roar for a while, she soon stopped thinking about it and picked a few more rose hips, putting them into the basket she’d taken out with her.

Then she heard a noise coming from behind her and slowly turned around. There, before her, stood a big striped hyena. It let out a loud roar that blew Rose’s tail back and forth. She reached into the pocket of her rose-patterned apron and pulled out a bottle of rose-scented perfume. She aimed it at the hyena and sprayed. The hyena sniffed the air and began to laugh at Rose. He laughed and laughed. Rose got very angry and sprayed him again. He only laughed harder.

After a while, the hyena stopped. He hit the bottle of perfume out of Rose’s hand and knocked the basket of rose hips over. Rose began to get scared. The hyena wasn’t laughing anymore. It was angry and growled at her. She didn’t know what to do. The hyena moved closer and closer to her. Rose grabbed her tail and sprayed the hyena. This time he didn’t laugh. He let out a loud scream and ran off into the woods.

Rose could smell the foul odor all around her. She didn’t like it. She grabbed the perfume bottle and sprayed and sprayed and sprayed until the whole bottle of rose perfume was gone. She gathered her basket of rose hips and went home. That night, as she lay in the bathtub, soaking in bubbly rose water, she thought about how much she still loved roses, but maybe from then on she’d eat a stinkbug or two once in a while, just in case!

Mr. and Mrs. Asliraf were very proud of their new baby boy. They were so proud that they didn’t want him to have just any old name. They wanted him to have a long, important and very special name, so they called him Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir Asliraf. He wouldn’t be called Aziz. He wouldn’t be called Alim. He wouldn’t be called Aahad, Ahmed, Akram or Amir. He was going to be called by all of his names.

One day they wrapped Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir snuggly in his blue blanket and put him into his baby carriage. They took him for a walk to the park. They ran into Mr. and Mrs. Borak, who were also taking their new baby boy for a walk. "Oh, hello, Mr. and Mrs. Borak," Mr. Asliraf said, peeking in to the Borak’s baby carriage.

Mrs. Asliraf asked, "I see you’ve had your baby too. What’s his name?"

Mr. Borak proudly replied, "Bahir."

Mr. Asliraf snickered softly and said, "How nice. Bahir. You can see we have had our baby too. His name isn’t as plain as Bahir. We’ve named him Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir Asliraf. It’s such a special name for such a special baby boy."

Mr. and Mrs. Borak looked at each other, then in a huff said, "We like the name Bahir. It’s just fine!" and walked away.

Mr. and Mrs. Aslifar continued on their walk. "Who would call their child something as unimportant and short as Bahir?" he asked. He looked at his son and tickled him under his chin.

And so it went. Every time they met someone at the park, or at the zoo, or at the playground, they would snicker at the child’s name and walk proudly away with their son.

Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir grew up very quickly. Soon he was ready to start kindergarten. Mr. and Mrs. Asliraf took their son on the first day of school to meet his teacher. "Good morning. I am Mrs. Muna. I will be Aziz’s teacher while he is in my class," she said, introducing herself.

"Excuse me!" Mrs. Asliraf interrupted. "Our son is not to be called Aziz. His name is Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir and we insist that he be called that at all times!"

All through the school year he went by his whole name. While other children were learning to write their short names, like Mona, Moly, Sharif and Youssef, Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir had to learn to write his long name.

As he grew older, he turned into a handsome young man. Girls began to call him at home. "Is Azim Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir there? Can I speak with him?" they would ask.

When his mother and father wanted him to do something around the house they called, "Azim Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir, come here please."

Graduation night came. Mr. and Mrs. Asliraf were so proud to have their son graduate at the top of his class in high school. The principal handed out the diplomas to each boy and girl as he called their names. "Rashid, Camilla, Omar." But before he could say Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir , he had to take a deep breath. Mr. and Mrs. Asliraf were so happy. Their son had such a long, important and special name. The other children names were so short and so plain.

After college, Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir went out to work. He had a hard time writing his whole name on some of the job applications. He finally found a good job in a tall building. One day he invited his mother and father over to see his very own office. They walked down the halls looking at all the nameplates on the doors. They knew they had found their son’s office when they saw the gold nameplates on his door. They both read out loud, together, "Azim Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir Asliraf – Attorney at Law."

"Isn’t that such a special name dear," Mr. Asliraf said to his wife. "I am so proud of our son."

The day came when Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir met and fell in love with a very special woman. He knew that his mother and father would like her right away. She too had a very long and important name.

"Mother, Father, I’d like you to meet my fiancée, Miriam Majida Maysa Melek Muriel Myrna Myeshia," he introduced her to them.

Huge grins came across Mr. and Mrs. Asliraf’s faces.

At the wedding, when the words were spoken, "Do you Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir Asliraf take Miriam Majida Maysa Melek Murial Myrna Myeshia to be your wife?" and "do you Miriam Majida Maysa Melek Murial Myrna Myeshia take Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir Asliraf to be your husband? I now pronounce you husband and wife." Mr. and Mrs. Asliraf and Mr. and Mrs. Myeshia cried with joy.

Mr. and Mrs. Asliraf were so proud. Both their son and his new wife had such long, important and special names.

A year later Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir and Miriam Majida Maysa Melek Murial Myrna had twin babies, a boy and a girl. Mr. and Mrs. Asliraf were so happy. They went right over to the hospital to see their new grandchildren.

"Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir, I do hope you and Miriam Majida Maysa Melek Murial Myrna are going to name your children long, important and special names," Mrs. Asliraf suggested.

"Oh we are," said Miriam Majida Maysa Melek Murial Myrna, holding up her new baby girl. "This is Lina."

"And this is Lufti," said Aziz Alim Aahad Ahmed Akram Amir, as he held up his new baby boy. He smiled at his wife, and they both felt proud. 

Way up in the sky, in a big, puffy, white cloud, the raindrops were waiting for a storm to happen, because their favorite thing in the world to do was to fall from the cloud and land on something with a splat!

One day, the puffy cloud began to get gray and much heavier. The raindrops knew this meant a storm was about to happen. When the lightning began to flash and when the thunder began to boom, all the raindrops got together for a big meeting. In this meeting they planned where each drop of rain was going to land. The biggest raindrop of all was called Raqib. He got to choose first. Then, each in turn, according to size, chose a target, until the smallest raindrop had chosen.

"I think I will land on that man’s nose," Raqib said, parting the cloud just a little bit to show everyone. He pointed to a man sitting on a bench in the park. The other raindrops giggled. "Here I go," Raqib cried, then away he went, falling from the big gray could, through the stormy sky. He landed right in the middle of a man’s nose. He broke into pieces and went all over the man’s face, into his eyes and onto his lips.

The other raindrops shouted, "YEAH!"

"My turn," called Rafiq, the next largest raindrop. He had decided to land in a lady’s eye and smear her make-up. He jumped down through the small part in the cloud and landed with a kerplop right in her eye. Her make-up ran down her cheek and dropped onto her white blouse, making a mess.

Again, screams of delight echoed throughout the cloud. All the rest of the big raindrops took their turns, landing on dogs, people reading the newspaper and shiny cars that were pulling out of car washes. Soon, only the smallest drops were left. They were too small to do anything alone, so they divided up into groups.

The first group chose to rain on an ant’s nest. They all held hands and jumped down together. When they hit the nest, the dirt went flying everywhere. The carefully dug tunnels collapsed and the angry ants ran about trying to save their nest.

The next group of raindrops landed on a boy’s fluffy cotton candy. It dissolved into a sticky mess, leaving the small child crying.

"Let’s land on that woman," suggested the leader of the third group. "She just came out of the beauty parlor." The rest of them tee-heed and giggled, then they all held hands and jumped. Plop! Plop! Plop! They all landed on her nicely combed hair. The curls turned into soggy, limp ropes.

The raindrops all seemed to be enjoying themselves, except one small group. They were the smallest of all the raindrops. They didn’t like to do all those mean things. Rana was the biggest raindrop of the group. She said to the others, "Let’s have our group do something nice. Look down there for something that wants and needs us to rain on it."

They watched carefully. They saw a boy with a triple-decker ice cream cone. He didn’t need any rain. A family was in the park having a picnic. They didn’t want it to rain. There was also a beautiful wedding taking place and the raindrops knew that they didn’t want it to rain and ruin everything.

Rasha, the teeniest raindrop, spotted a little flower. It was a pretty yellow color, but was starting to turn brown around the edges. Its head was drooping. Rasha cried out to the others, "Rana, come and look. That little flower needs us."

The rest of them also looked down. That would be a nice thing to do. Rana said, "Let’s go!"

Just as they were about to jump, another group started to call them names. The biggest, Rigel, said, "All the rest of us are trying to make people cry and be angry. You aren’t like us. Hurry up and leave! Don’t come back to this cloud every again! We don’t like nice raindrops!"

The little raindrops jumped and landed softly on the limp yellow flower. Soon after, it lifted its head. Its stem turned green and the brown went away. The tiny raindrops were happy.

The storm broke and the rain stopped. The sun came out and dried up the rain. It turned to steam and floated back up into the sky to form new clouds. The small group that Rana and Rasha were in chose to form a new cloud where no mean raindrops were allowed. Every time they fell from the sky, they chose something that would be happy because they rained on it.

Egyptian Recipes

• 24 pitted prunes
• ½ c. peanut butter
• coconut
• sunflower seeds

Steam the prunes over boiling water, carefully for 5 minutes or until plump and soft. Cool. Slit one side open. Mix peanut butter, coconut and seeds together. Stuff into the slit in the prune. Refrigerate till serving time.

• Khufu Eggs
• 2 6oz pkgs of lime gelatin powder
• 2 ½ c. boiling water
• ½ t ground cinnamon
• 1 c. cold milk
• 1 3.4 oz pkg instant vanilla pudding mix
• alfalfa sprouts

In bowl , dissolve gelatin in boiling water. Let stand for 30 minutes. Stir in the cinnamon. In a large bowl, beat milk and pudding mix till blended. Quickly whisk into the gelatin . Pour into 13x9x2" pan that has been coated with cooking spray. Let stand for 3 hours in refrigerator. Use an egg shaped cookie cutter to cut gelatin into shapes. Serve over alfalfa sprouts.

Hint: Coat the inside of the cookie cutter with cooking spray.

• 1 onion, diced
• 1 clove of garlic, crushed
• 1 T olive oil
• 1 c. frozen peas
• 1 T minced fresh dill
• salt and pepper to taste
• 1 ½ c. vegetable or chicken stock
• 1 c. couscous

Saute onion and garlic in oil. Stir in peas, dill, salt, pepper, stock. Boil. Add couscous. Cover. Boil again. Remove from heat and let mix sit 5 minutes. Serve immediately. Fluff with a fork.

• 1 to 2 T. butter
• 2 slices of ham
• 8 eggs
• 2 T. milk
• 1 to 2 drops of green food coloring
• salt and pepper to taste

Melt one third of the butter in frying pan over medium heat. Add the ham and brown it. Remove and set aside. In mixing bowl, combine eggs, milk, seasonings. Beat. Add the food coloring. Melt another third of butter in frying pan and pour egg into pan. Stir until firm. Serve over toast that has had the slice of ham added to it.

Can add chives, parsley, or any other herb you like to it.

• 1 c. semisweet chocolate chips
• 1 t. butter
• 24 marshmallows, large
• 1 6 oz pkg chow mein noodles
• 1 12 oz pkg mini M&M’s

Combine chips and butter. Melt in microwave. Pour into a sealable zip lock bag and set aside. Line a cookie sheet with wax paper. Take a marshmallow and stick 4 chow mein noodles into each side for legs. Arrange on wax paper. Take scissors and cut off one corner of the bag of melted chocolate. Drizzle over the marshmallow scarab beetles. Attach 2 mini M&M’s for eyes. Chill.

• 1 c. white sugar
• 1 egg yolks
• 1 T. flour
• 2 c. pineapple juice
• 1 T lemon juice
• 1 6oz pkg. Acini de pepe pasta
• 1 20oz cans pineapple chunks
• 2 lloz cans mandarin oranges
• ¾ c. maraschino cherries, chopped
• 1 16oz pkg mini marshmallows
• 1 12oz container cool whip topping, thawed

In large pan , over low heat, combine sugar, egg yolks, flour, pineapple juice and lemon. Stir till thick. Remove from head. While this is cooking, bring a pot of water to boil and add pasta. Cook 8-10 min. drain and rinse with cold water. In a bowl combine the pasta and the cooked mixture and toss to coat. Refrigerate over night. In morning toss pasta with pineapple, oranges, cherries, marshmallows and cool whip. Refrigerate again for an hour. Serve cool.

• ½ c. butter, melted
• 1 t. crushed red pepper
• 1 t. ground cumin
• 1 t. paprika
• 1 gallon popped popcorn
• ½ c. shredded Cheddar cheese

In bowl mix butter, pepper and other spices. Place popcorn in bowl. Sprinkle with butter mix and cheese. Toss till coated.

• 1 c. butter, melted
• 2 c. flour
• 1 16oz pkg shredded cheddar cheese
• 1 1.5 oz envelope dry onion soup mix

In bowl mix butter, flour, cheese and soup mix. Divide in half. Form each half into a log shape and wrap in wax paper. Chill one hour. Preheat oven to 350’. Cut log shapes into slices about ¼" thick. Arrange on large baking sheet. Bake 20 minutes till lightly browned.

Seti Sandwiches

• 3 links pork sausage
• 2 T. butter
• 1 large Granny Smith apple, peeled, cored and sliced
• 2 slices whole wheat bread
• 1 T. butter
• ¼ c. maple syrup

Split sausages lengthwise. Brown. In another skillet heat 2 T butter. Add apple slices and sauté till lightly browned. Toast bread and spread with soft butter. Drain sausages and arrange on toast. Arrange apple slices over sausages. Pour maple syrup over all. Serve.

• 1 15oz can fava beans
• 1 ½ T olive oil
• 1 large onion, chopped
• 1 large tomato, chopped
• 1 t. ground cumin
• ¼ c. chopped parsley
• ¼ c. lemon juice
• salt and pepper to taste

Pour beans into pot and boil. Stir and add onion, tomato, oil, cumin, parsley, salt, pepper and lemon juice. Bring back to boil, reduce heat and simmer 5 minutes. Serve warm on a pita bread.

• ½ c. butter
• 4T unsweetened cocoa powder
• ¼ c. flour
• ¾ c. sugar
• 1 c. milk

Melt butter in skillet over med. Heat. Add cocoa, flour. Stir. Stir in sugar and milk. Cook, stir constantly till thick. Serve over hot buttered toast of pancakes.