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...every day the Marines found scores of bombs buried in the dirt roads near their base. Eman Waleed, 9, lived in a house 150 yards from the site of the blast, which was strong enough to shatter all the windows in her home. "We heard a big noise that woke us all up," she recalls two months later. "Then we did what we always do when there's an explosion: my father goes into his room with the Koran and prays that the family will be spared any harm." Eman says the rest of the family--her mother, grandfather, grandmother...
...cradled in her arms. It’s a drill she does over and over. Wait for the signal, race forward, drop to the ground. She drags herself ahead with her elbows, knees scraping against the floor. The hard rubber M-16 is heavier than it looks. Waterman woke up two hours ago to catch the 6:20 a.m. shuttle to MIT. She didn’t eat breakfast, just put on her camouflage uniform and combat boots and headed out the door. Harvard’s seven-minute rule doesn’t apply to ROTC. When you?...
...days, and they drank and drank all the time. They put the empty bottles around the living room, in the kitchen, everywhere. But I don't drink. It's against my religion. I thought if they drink too much, it would affect me to live with them. When I woke up and saw all these bottles, it made me angry. I wanted to stay in my room. And I can't improve my English with drunk people...
...feel so lousy? That's what Margaret Hillesheim, a grandmother of three, wondered when she woke up in her suburban Minneapolis, Minn., home a few weeks ago. She had an ugly cough and a stifling case of sniffles. What Hillesheim, 56, didn't have was an inclination to spend half the morning in a doctor's waiting room. Instead, she went to Cub Foods, her local supermarket. Specifically, she dropped by a tiny clinic nestled beside the store's pharmacy, just across from the cigarette counter. There, behind a frosted-glass partition, a nurse practitioner examined Hillesheim, typing her vital...
...next day was Ash Wednesday. I woke up in my bed, not caring whether I went to school or not, my textbooks and papers strewn across my room. When I realized that it was Ash Wednesday, I decided to go to Mass. I left my calculus assignment on the floor and drove my Jeep to church...