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| From January 23 2009 (Morning) |
Fes tomorrow. I think? I am not too sure about what the exchanges are doing at this point. Lots of confusion. The sun came out today, and all the snow went melty melty. I sloshed around in it with Mehdi after my Comparative Politics class. We talked in Spanish and English and traded stories. He speaks to practice his English and I am supposed to be practicing my Spanish, but I am too shy. So mostly I just try not to talk too fast and give him a hard time.
Got back to the room and started cleaning and organizing with my roommate, Hafsa. :) She has art from her brother, who also attends AUI. I have fashion mags. In the end, we figured something out.
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| From January 23 2009 (evening2) |
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| From January 23 2009 (evening2) |
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| From January 23 2009 (evening2) |
At 7:30 I booked it to Sara and Kawtar's room. Sara invited me to dinner, and she cooked traditional Moroccan cuisine, with only vegetables because she's on a special 21 day fast. There was a bunch of us there, talking politics, religion, love, food, cracking jokes on each other.
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| From January 23 2009 (evening) |
These girls are amazing, seriously. They take my breath away in their compassion, drive, intelligence, sincerity, authenticity. They're who I want to be when I grow up. I sniped a photo of Kawtar's wall to illustrate some of that awesomeness:
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| From January 23 2009 (evening) |
I had been feeling a little disconnected, due to some awkward meetings with exchange students. Visiting Sara and Kawtar was really what I needed. It felt so good to feel at home again. Sara mentioned Muslim sisterhood earlier this evening, and I really, really feel like this is what it was. I was surrounded by real people that I felt like I understood...knew...belonged with, even. I don't know how to describe it. I just felt safe.
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| From January 23 2009 (evening) |
The way they took care of each other and shared their lives reminded me so much of my sisters at home. After sharing some of my worries and questions with them, Sara assured me that whatever was said in these walls, stayed in them. Kawtar smiled and said, "Yes, this is our Las Vegas." We all laughed. For the rest of the night, I floated on a cloud.
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| From January 23 2009 (evening) |
If you're reading this, thanks, you guys. Not only for the best Moroccan meal I've had yet, but for the sisterhood. For making me feel at home. I walked out of your dorm thanking Allah for looking out for me.
-n.
Asa baby, kept missing you on the chat thing. Called your phone with a calling card no answer. No matter, you had a good day Alhamdullilah. The dorm looks great and your friends sound like two awesome people. Thank you for updating the blog as it helps me to feel close to you. I think you often and love you always...
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