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Saturday, October 9, 2010

The Impact of Coffee Talk

Right now, I’m having a difficult time writing this because my host brother keeps whispering to me, (shiwa, b shwia-which roughly translates to, little by little, and in this context, merely: slowly. He wants me to type slower because apparently I type very fast and it alarms him) 

It has occurred in my time in Morocco that I have been making some friends. For those of you who know me, this is absolutely no surprise and a benefit to me in a new country. This new friend, (who shall now be called Ahmed) brought a fellow PCT and I to his mother’s house for coffee. It is a) amazing how much of an impact coffee has on my demeanor (i.e., it dramatically improves my mood) and b) how much communication can happen in such a relaxed environment.

Ahmed poured us thick, extremely sugary cups of coffee and we spoke of cultural differences. To be honest, I’m still struggling with the cultural differences between Moroccans and Americans, but everyday seems to get a little easier. There’s a saying again: shwia b shwia, and I have made it my personal motto to help me remember to take things slowly. Ahmed, (who speaks almost perfect English) tells me that shwia b shwia, I am learning Moroccan Arabic. He is so kind to offer us coffee and conversation. He is very educated about religion and he wanted to know about American culture and religion. Thankfully I had time to learn about this topic in college and so we spoke about how he felt about Islam. He knew quite a lot about Islam and many other religions and he was not afraid to speak about any of them.

Many PCTs encounter Islam in their day to day lives. My host parents speak to me often about Islam, telling me that there is only one God, and never to drink, and so on and so forth. It has occurred with other PCTs I know that express their religious preference and they receive a strange face from their audience. I felt comfortable enough telling my family my own religious preference and they accepted it and kept teaching me about Islam. But back to Ahmed. He found it excellent that Moroccans were so receptive to anyone who comes into their country. He did want to know how religion worked in America. Could people of different religions intermarry, and if so, how does that work with their families? Are there trends of agnosticism and atheism in the states, and where? Is it common for people to say they have no religious preference? I really liked discussing these topics and he shared with us his personal views. Unfortunately, it is imperative that I keep his opinion protected since he did not give me permission to use his words. Therefore, I can tell you that he has visited other countries within Europe and experienced the religion, or paucity thereof. I can also tell you that it is so important to take the time to have coffee talk with people, because sometimes you can have a moment of cross cultural experience. I felt that this conversation really began to validate my experience so far in the Peace Corps. Inshallah, I shall have a friend so willing to share like this in my permanent site. 

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Sorry it's been so long!

So, since apparently the post I attempted to write on Wednesday didn’t get posted, I shall write again!

Let’s give the quick and dirty of what’s been happening:
I’ve had my first marriage proposal.
I’ve gone to the public baths.
I’ve gotten montezumas curse on the morning that the water decided to stop running.
My dad woke me up at 6am to go running for 11k. That was new.
Learned to love oral rehydration salts.
Been to four weddings (it’s wedding season).
Become an accidental Muslim. (Let me explain, I was at a wedding and the women prostrated themselves to pray. One woman came up to me, grabbed my hand and started repeating sentences that contained waHd (one) Allah and mohammed. It quickly occurred to me that after I had repeated this three times that I had converted to Islam. Then once they saw I had understood everyone started laughing hysterically. hahah, the weird American girl is a Muslim, hahaha, look what she said! So then I told my teacher about the experience and she laughed and said, don't worry, you're not a Muslim unless you say it with intent.)
AND I have gone ONE WEEK without a bath. So today I begged my parents to let me have a bucket shower, and then once they realized that is all I wanted, they were very happy to comply. I now have clean hair! I felt like singing "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" the entire time. 
One more thing: My family also decided to get a modem at their house, so I downloaded Internet explorer 8 and Google Chrome onto their computer because they were using an old browser that would not support hotmail. Go geek power!

In other news:
So it’s been busy to say the least. I’m learning Darija and getting technical sessions from 8:30-6:00 from Monday through Saturday. I’m just super happy I have some time to make it to the cyber cafĂ©.
I came home today and my mom is moaning in the corner. I’m pretty sure she’s sick, poor thing. Speaking of which, my parents are very VERY caring. They finally are letting me walk to and from school by myself. They were so worried that I would get lost for the first week and a half that I could not go anywhere by myself.  It has been interesting adapting to some of the social norms here. Not to say I can’t, I’m just…coping with all the major changes at the moment. But things are well, and i'm handling one disaster at a time moderately well so things are stable.