Last monday Mr Avais took us; the AS bio class, on our long promised trip to Aragene labs, which I think is specialised in cancer research. We'd been discussing it the day before in the classroom, mr Avais proposed we go to a resturaunt before visiting the lab, so Quraishi suggested Applebees and I suggested Fuddruckers.
Earliesh morning, when the sun was just starting to warm our hands and the school walls and the buses, and the air was already warm and still and didn't make you shudder, we trooped out in a disorderly bunch, onto the school pavement then ducking one by one into the waiting school bus, which had just finished serving as a photo background.
Having driven to exit ten, 15 minutes away in this arthritic bus - which must have been it's medical condition, the way it was vibrating - then discovered that the resturaunts were closed for one reason or another, we headed to the city centre where we were assured by a Fuddruckers manager that his branch was open.
It was in fact open, but only the family section, which wasn't very funny as hardly any of us had had breakfast, and it put our chubby bio teacher into what I think was a hunger-stimulated rage, which resulted in the unfortunate manager ingesting alot of facts which must have been very contrary to his breakfast appetite.
So........ we went straight to the labs, which was very fun, because it was very interesting. They showed us cell cultures, PCRs, ( haha, you're probably skipping this bit and missing this funny joke ) and introduced us to one basic approach to fighting leukemia. Alhamdulillah for our health.
This lab is attached to a children's hospital for cancer treatment. Inside that hospital will be children. Some may still be happy and playful, others may be bed-ridden. It is unlikely those children diagnosed with cancer will realise really what ails them, but their parents do, and probably pray for them every night. And after Allah, they rely on those doctors and researchers to find a cure for their beautiful child. For every child is beautiful. Lets pray they don't weep for their beautiful child.
Alhamdulillah for our health.
hey isa why are you squating ? trying to hide your shortness ? by the way you hav'nt shot up yet.
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