I love my host family. And I hope we can be friends for a long, long time. It’s been so natural coming here, so natural being among these happy people – so much so, I think, that I take it for granted. When I say that I love them, I really mean it. And just watching them, I can tell that they are sincerely and truly happy. It is a happiness that’s born out of a life of doing good for good reasons.
I have been put with such a stellar family. I love them so much. I feel like I can’t express the way I feel about them – they lead such a good, happy, and simple life. Farzona and Firdaus just dropped by for about an hour, the whole family just comes alive with the little kids around. For a few minutes we were all in the living room together – mom, dad, Firdaus, Farzona, Farangiz, Dilya, Babajon, Ulukbek, Fariz, Matin, and me. Lucky me. It was such a good family feeling, with the men right in the thick of it. I loved how Firdaus – usually pretty stern and always very quiet around me – would occasionally reach over and tickle Matin, or stroke his head. And I’m just in awe of Farzona: such a woman, very demure and very kind and funny, and according to the girls, she’s amazingly skilled at all things domestic. She really does lead the family with her gentle goodness. Fariz decided to stay – until his whole family got in the car and was ready to drive away! Then he wondered where everyone was going without him! A lot of convincing, a few promises and bribes, and the car drove away. We all looked at him. “Ura, man mimunam!” (Hurray, I’m staying!) and threw his hands up in the air and danced around. Such a cutie.
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