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Journal page 106 (Chapter 5)- My Backpack

Saba Pourtorabi Saba Pourtorabi Saba Pourtorabi · 1404/1/30 21:19 ·

My backpack is one of my most essential everyday items. Its practicality and durability make it indispensable for both work and travel. The main compartment comfortably fits my laptop, notebooks, and stationery, while smaller pockets keep my keys and phone organized.  

     What I value most is its ergonomic design. The padded straps reduce shoulder strain, and the water-resistant material protects my belongings in rainy weather. Additionally, the sleek black color suits both formal and casual settings.  

     This backpack perfectly balances functionality and style, proving that even simple objects can significantly improve daily life.  

      All colors are beautiful, but some feel more special to me. Out of all the colors in the rainbow, three have stolen my heart the most: calm blue, pure white, and strong black.  

When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I love to see is the blue sky. This color makes me feel peaceful and hopeful, like an endless ocean full of secrets. When I wear blue, it feels like I’m carrying a little bit of that calm with me.  

White is the color of simplicity and purity. Fresh snow, fluffy clouds, or even a blank piece of paper—they all remind me that beauty can be found in simple things. White is like a clean canvas, waiting for a new story to be written on it.  

And then there’s black—a color full of power and mystery. Starry nights, old books with black leather covers, or that one black dress that always makes me feel confident at parties—this color gives me both strength and elegance.  

But what really connects me to these colors are the memories I have with them. The blue of the sea on family trips, the white snow on my first winter in a new home, and the black night sky I stare at from my window every evening. These colors aren’t just light—they’re part of my story.  

And if I’m being honest, out of all of them, blue is my favorite. Maybe because it always feels like a safe place, like a warm hug when I’m tired.

Chapter 4, introduction on page 70

Saba Pourtorabi Saba Pourtorabi Saba Pourtorabi · 1404/1/20 14:22 ·

The Best Day: Adopting Her Dog

      One of the most joyful days she can remember was when she adopted her dog—a day filled with excitement, new beginnings, and happiness.    

Early that morning, she woke up before dawn, too eager to even eat breakfast. She quickly got ready and woke up her friend so they could leave as soon as possible. As soon as they arrived at the adoption center, her heart raced with anticipation. The moment she finally held her new dog in her arms, she was overwhelmed with pure joy. Afterward, they took him straight to the vet for his first check-up, ensuring he was healthy. Once they returned home, she carefully prepared his food and set up a cozy sleeping spot for him. Her friend stayed for a few hours to help, but by the evening, it was just her and her new companion. That night, still buzzing with happiness, she even ate dinner beside him before exhaustion took over, and she fell asleep by 11 PM.  

That day wasn’t just about bringing a pet home—it was the start of an unbreakable bond and countless memories ahead.