I have finally met
my host family, and started the home stay! They are so nice and welcoming, I
know I will have a good experience. My mother came to pick me up from the CCCL
(the Center for Cross-Cultural Learning, where our program is based), wearing a
beautiful aqua djellaba, the traditional Moroccan dress. She doesn't speak any
English, but has been insistent in saying "kuli, kuli"-- "eat,
eat!" We eat a lot of bread and other grains, and I love the bread with
chocolate sauce that we eat for breakfast! Yesterday was Friday, the Muslim
holy day. In Morocco, this means a special couscous lunch, which is really
delicious. My host sister Mounia does the cooking. I have three other siblings,
all in their 20s and 30s. My other host sister, Sukayna, speaks a handful of
words in English, which is always comforting to hear. My host brother Muhammad
speaks great English, which he says he learned from just his computer and
phone. I wish I could do that with Arabic! But he works nights as a security
guard, so I don't see him very often. My other host brother, Ahmed, doesn't
live in the house, and I've only seen him once. My host father is very nice,
and keeps trying to speak French with me-- I wish I could speak it! We mostly
spend time in the living room watching TV. I'm now hooked on three different
soap operas! I'm fortunate enough to have my own small room, though I spend all
my time in the living room. Below is a picture.
For dessert after
lunch and dinner, we eat oranges. Last night, I managed to ask what the word
for "orange" is in darija, the Moroccan dialect of Arabic, only to
find out that it is "limon!" The most difficult challenge I have
faced so far is communication (and using a Turkish toilet, but that's getting
easier!) I took two years of Arabic class at Columbia where I learned Fus'ha,
or Modern Standard Arabic. Here in Morocco, everyone speaks darija, the
Moroccan dialect of Arabic. Though the two languages are similar, I definitely
feel challenged. We have had two classes of "Survival Arabic" to
learn phrases in darija like "My room is too cold" and "Do you
have a shower?" I look forward to being able to have a real conversation
with my host family, which I will be able to by the end of the home stay,
insha'allah.
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| My room! |
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| My family has half of the second floor of the house, and this is the view from our part |
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| The entrance to the shared house |
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