I’m back in the city of Sanaa,where my running goes well with familiars faces knows me well in street Tunis close to my living Hostel.I notice the kids have been missing to see an old man running in the early morning as of today.So they join me running along side me and forgetting going to school way direction.”Hawa!!” How are you? “Gave halak….” I’m fine,I say in Arabic language.

Perhaps kids are seeing the new light of living in Yemen is the way of running.Before in their minds might have seem to be strange but it is the reality of breathing good light in today living.

The faces of the young people are happy to see me back in Sanaa,after they read about me on the newspaper last Sunday.And also the Athletic Federation seem like they didnt know who I was.The Arabic Newspaper treat the administration as the dummis if they dont take this opportunity to use me to bring up Yemen Youth ahletes to the next level of running.

Now Athletic Federation are working out the easiest ways where I can not be distructed in my business of coaching athletes.
“Bukura” we have a meeting again.Tomorrow we will tell you, your next plan,”We want to make sure you will be in peace in order your job be done right.” Meeting after meeting are the pattern ways of officials here.Nothing for sure until you see it happening.Before I get into these meeting I’m in good spirit where my running comes first before breakfast are my daily prescriptive drugs,it feels good afterwords and naturally as high powerful drug at 54 minutes for this morning.
Thanks “Bukura”

Henry