Tag Archives: Jordan

A Mother’s Love (for futbol)

Posted on June 28, 2018 by Taline Voskeritchian

My mother’s love for futbol and the World Cup was boundless, timeless, and shameless. It crossed continents and generations; it brought us all together in enthusiasm and sometimes in disappointment; it created a kind of goofy, wild joy that was … Continue reading →

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Amman rooftops…

Posted on July 21, 2015 by Taline Voskeritchian

~~Our afternoon in Old Amman begins on Rainbow Street, with falafel, at Al-Quds Falafel.  I am told that this hole-in-the-wall with a very amicable falafel maker is the oldest in Amman. His offering is delicious, unpretentious and not heavy on … Continue reading →

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In Jordan: The return of the second native language

Posted on May 29, 2013 by Taline Voskeritchian

You know the moment, an hour or two before you are to land in a country you know well, have left for some time, and are now returning to it.  The country may be your native or adopted homeland; you … Continue reading →

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From Land to Shelter: Syrian Refugees in Camp Za’tari, Jordan

Posted on August 10, 2012 by Taline Voskeritchian

~~Yesterday, the Jordanian ministry of Foreign Affairs announced  that 150,000 Syrian refugees have crossed into Jordan since the beginning of the Syrian uprising. Yesterday also, Alexandra Eurdolian, who works for UNHCR from Amman, Jordan, posted the following photographs and text … Continue reading →

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Rx for the two of us…

Posted on November 5, 2010 by Taline Voskeritchian

For my mother, Anahid, who died on November 4, 2005 in Amman, Jordan–these words, written in her rebellious, intelligent, quirky spirit. Fragment from my mother’s scarabé embroidery Here’s the scene. You’re gathered around a festive dining table. There’s a marvelous … Continue reading →

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