My neighbor brought me traditional food to celebrate Eid Mawlid Nebawi al Sharif (the prophet’s birthday). ❤️❤️❤️
I had the most difficult teaching moment of my life on Tuesday. When I posed a warm-up question to the class: “If you could have dinner with any person in the world (alive or dead), who would it be?”, the first student I called on answered “Hitler.” When I brought up the 12 million people he... Continue Reading →
After leaving the hammam (bathhouse), the matron put a scarf over my wet hair so I wouldn’t catch a cold. In the west, headscarves have a strong religious and political connotation. However, in Morocco, they are ubiquitous and serve many purposes: from shielding a lady from a sandstorm to adding a cute accessory to finish... Continue Reading →
This "djellaba" is the dress traditionally worn by Moroccan women when they leave the house. My student's mom made this for me as a gift. Is is very comfortable and flattering!
I had the opportunity to attend the Moroccan Jewish University, a weekend of learning about Moroccan Jewish history and culture sponsored by the Mimouna Association, a Moroccan NGO which works to promote understanding between Jews and Muslims.
“Teacher? How do we say-” Unable to use English words, my student slid her finger across her throat to mimic a killing motion. I responded promptly by writing the phrase “slaughter the sheep” on the board. I had done so countless times for students in the three Beginning English classes I taught in Oujda, Morocco... Continue Reading →
I have been living in Morocco for three months today. I am full of gratitude for my life here. I have learned and grown so much and so quickly. First, I co-taught with Head Teacher Khadija, who showed me how to keep students engaged through movement and games. Then, for the first time, I taught... Continue Reading →
Three weeks ago, I quit my job, moved out of my parents’ house and boarded a plane to Morocco. Why? I always wanted to live abroad. I thought of Morocco because I wanted to improve my Arabic, a language I had studied years ago but had since dropped. I was also eager to live in... Continue Reading →