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Teen Ink Magazine, February 2002 : Travel Articles

A Visit to Iran
   WhenI had the opportunity to go to Iran for a month I was both excited and scared ofhow different it would be. That journey, however, changed my choices, my views,my life.

After much planning, we finally took off ...
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If I Had Been Born A Boy
   Whenhe's home I can't bear to see him. His gray hair, washingmachine-eaten-dryer-shrunken clothes, his huge gold-rimmed glasses, and wrinklyeyebrows are all condescending and annoying to even glance at ...
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Inside Krishna's Temple
   Kneeling,bending, bowing, chanting.
Fragrant burning sticks delight mynose.
Lost.
Confused like a foreigner.
I watch my own mom ...
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London Morning
   bustlingstreets, filled with black cabs
and bright red buses,
heads popping overthe open top like budding roses.
ceaseless movement, a steady rush from onecorner to the next
to the next, the stairs to below a riot of moving colorcoats ...
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My Indian Name
   Toget an Indian name is a journey. It is what Native Americans did back then, andit is what they do today. There is history behind it, like everything in myculture.

The person giving me my Indian name, and starting me on my way,is Lee Staples, my Wa-ah ...
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New Year's Eve
   "Meetme at the square at five," my friend Elvi yelled as he turned the cornerwith a quick step. He was walking bent forward, shrinking into his heavy coatsince the thick snow and the freezing wind wouldn't let him straighten up ...
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One Foot at a Time
   Onefoot, one foot at a time. With my legs, I will tread the exotic inches of theearth. My eyes will see things I have never imagined. I will not finish untilI've allowed every sip of the world's oxygen to flow into my bloodstream, like anherbal medicine ...
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