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	<title>Comments on: Straddling Between Two Worlds</title>
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		<title>By: the fearless blog</title>
		<link>http://publicliterature.org/2008/07/31/straddling-between-two-worlds/#comment-251</link>
		<dc:creator>the fearless blog</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 21:30:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you Karen, Yasmin, Rob, Geisa, Dawn, Sarah and Maria for your feedback.

Maria and Geisa
It is clear that you both understand my sentiments.  As immigrants there are certain feelings that are difficult to describe and even more difficult to comprehend.

Honoring my father in this way has brought me great joy.

Thank you all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you Karen, Yasmin, Rob, Geisa, Dawn, Sarah and Maria for your feedback.</p>
<p>Maria and Geisa<br />
It is clear that you both understand my sentiments.  As immigrants there are certain feelings that are difficult to describe and even more difficult to comprehend.</p>
<p>Honoring my father in this way has brought me great joy.</p>
<p>Thank you all.</p>
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		<title>By: Maria</title>
		<link>http://publicliterature.org/2008/07/31/straddling-between-two-worlds/#comment-250</link>
		<dc:creator>Maria</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 00:57:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Bless you for honoring your father&#039;s memory so poignantly. My parents fled their native Albania with their eldest son on their back in 1961. Risking everything to afford to us everything life had to offer is a gift I&#039;ll take to my grave.

Thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bless you for honoring your father&#8217;s memory so poignantly. My parents fled their native Albania with their eldest son on their back in 1961. Risking everything to afford to us everything life had to offer is a gift I&#8217;ll take to my grave.</p>
<p>Thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: dawn_wilson</title>
		<link>http://publicliterature.org/2008/07/31/straddling-between-two-worlds/#comment-249</link>
		<dc:creator>dawn_wilson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 06:58:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Touches the heart</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Touches the heart</p>
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		<title>By: SARAH</title>
		<link>http://publicliterature.org/2008/07/31/straddling-between-two-worlds/#comment-248</link>
		<dc:creator>SARAH</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 21:56:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Very moving.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very moving.</p>
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		<title>By: Geisa gonzalez</title>
		<link>http://publicliterature.org/2008/07/31/straddling-between-two-worlds/#comment-247</link>
		<dc:creator>Geisa gonzalez</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 21:18:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Prof Cueto your story touched my heart so deep that tears came out of my eyes. Maybe is because I was in Cuba recently I don&#039;t know. The last day I lived in cuba, 2001,  I went to &quot;The Malecon&quot; and sat there to see the sunset. However, in my recent trip to Cuba I did&#039;nt do it because it was going to be so painfull for me. But, that is the destine that we did&#039;nt got to choose, and we have to live with it every day of our lives.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Prof Cueto your story touched my heart so deep that tears came out of my eyes. Maybe is because I was in Cuba recently I don&#8217;t know. The last day I lived in cuba, 2001,  I went to &#8220;The Malecon&#8221; and sat there to see the sunset. However, in my recent trip to Cuba I did&#8217;nt do it because it was going to be so painfull for me. But, that is the destine that we did&#8217;nt got to choose, and we have to live with it every day of our lives.</p>
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		<title>By: Rob Mathews</title>
		<link>http://publicliterature.org/2008/07/31/straddling-between-two-worlds/#comment-246</link>
		<dc:creator>Rob Mathews</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 12:08:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Marlene, this is such a wonderful story that you have written here. You have such a talent for writing creatively. You really touched my heart and my soul. I do not know the experience of leaving my country and moving to another one, never to return. My wife left Cuba when she was three. Her sister, Bertha, was five at the time. I can feel your sense of loss, and I can also feel how much you loved your father. I loved my father very much as well. This
part I can relate to. Also, I know what it is like to live in one place for fourteen years and then have to leave it all behind. The starting over is sometimes very difficult.
I enccourage you to write more stories creatively.
Love, Rob</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Marlene, this is such a wonderful story that you have written here. You have such a talent for writing creatively. You really touched my heart and my soul. I do not know the experience of leaving my country and moving to another one, never to return. My wife left Cuba when she was three. Her sister, Bertha, was five at the time. I can feel your sense of loss, and I can also feel how much you loved your father. I loved my father very much as well. This<br />
part I can relate to. Also, I know what it is like to live in one place for fourteen years and then have to leave it all behind. The starting over is sometimes very difficult.<br />
I enccourage you to write more stories creatively.<br />
Love, Rob</p>
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		<title>By: Yasmin</title>
		<link>http://publicliterature.org/2008/07/31/straddling-between-two-worlds/#comment-245</link>
		<dc:creator>Yasmin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 16:22:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mrs. Cueto, I can&#039;t imagine what your family went through during their migration to the U.S.;your parents were very brave,and couragous to do such a thing. Your story inspires me;I love the fact that you can share your father&#039;s wisdom. No matter where life takes us we go through obstacles that makes us who we are today. This story hits home a little with me. I Love it :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mrs. Cueto, I can&#8217;t imagine what your family went through during their migration to the U.S.;your parents were very brave,and couragous to do such a thing. Your story inspires me;I love the fact that you can share your father&#8217;s wisdom. No matter where life takes us we go through obstacles that makes us who we are today. This story hits home a little with me. I Love it <img src='http://publicliterature.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Karen</title>
		<link>http://publicliterature.org/2008/07/31/straddling-between-two-worlds/#comment-244</link>
		<dc:creator>Karen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 13:12:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>bittersweet and touching</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>bittersweet and touching</p>
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		<title>By: the fearless blog</title>
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		<dc:creator>the fearless blog</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 17:48:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you Heather, Robin and Liz for your constant support and encouragement.  In addition to writing this for myself and in my father&#039;s memory, I also wrote this piece in a sincere attempt at providing my reader with a pathway to my heart.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you Heather, Robin and Liz for your constant support and encouragement.  In addition to writing this for myself and in my father&#8217;s memory, I also wrote this piece in a sincere attempt at providing my reader with a pathway to my heart.</p>
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		<title>By: lizh</title>
		<link>http://publicliterature.org/2008/07/31/straddling-between-two-worlds/#comment-242</link>
		<dc:creator>lizh</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 02:34:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>How hard it must be to leave one&#039;s homeland even though life may be difficult.  Through your words I can &#039;see&#039; your father&#039;s final good-bye and your tiny feet in the water.
What a beautifully written story...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How hard it must be to leave one&#8217;s homeland even though life may be difficult.  Through your words I can &#8216;see&#8217; your father&#8217;s final good-bye and your tiny feet in the water.<br />
What a beautifully written story&#8230;</p>
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