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Masalaama, Goodbye

July 23, 2008 Apparently the fashion here is not to wear shirts with Arabic writing – I see almost literally none of them – but shirts with nonsensical English writing. I don’t understand who makes these shirts or how they sell so well or why nobody in the company can speak Eng...

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Masalaama, Goodbye

July 23, 2008 Apparently the fashion here is not to wear shirts with Arabic writing – I see almost literally none of them – but shirts with nonsensical English writing. I don’t understand who makes these shirts or how they sell so well or why nobody in the company can speak Eng...

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Like A Lollipop

Thursday July 10th, 2008 Day before yesterday was wonderful: Mo picked me up in giant van of his various ex-pat friends (Duke, Ireland, Amman, Russia?) and we drive to Lili’s house where she made “mensaf” – finally I eat this famous Mensaf, the main dish of Jordan accordi...

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Like A Lollipop

Thursday July 10th, 2008 Day before yesterday was wonderful: Mo picked me up in giant van of his various ex-pat friends (Duke, Ireland, Amman, Russia?) and we drive to Lili’s house where she made “mensaf” – finally I eat this famous Mensaf, the main dish of Jordan accordi...

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If Walls Could Talk

There are less than 24 hours remaining in our time in Cheraw, South Carolina.  As the sun sets, we enter our final night's sleep in our rented beds.  We whisper heartfelt goodnights to our lurking buddies, the cockroaches, and we smile as we nervously tip toe on our bathroom floor as its ...

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If Walls Could Talk

There are less than 24 hours remaining in our time in Cheraw, South Carolina.  As the sun sets, we enter our final night's sleep in our rented beds.  We whisper heartfelt goodnights to our lurking buddies, the cockroaches, and we smile as we nervously tip toe on our bathroom floor as its ...

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bittersweet symphony

On the eve of our closing presentation signaling the true and final end of the Summer of Service in Cheraw, I feel oddly melancholy. Hilary is playing DDR with some of our guests for the weekend (including the freshman BNs, or the "babies" as we so endearingly call them) and Jack's Manneq...

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No Words Can Describe Better Than These

Normal 0 I thought that nothing could better describe my experience with the science camp other than the evaluations that the kids gave on the very last day. Here are most of the evaluations. They are the exact evaluations, and I only corrected some of the spelling to ...

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No Words Can Describe Better Than These

Normal 0 I thought that nothing could better describe my experience with the science camp other than the evaluations that the kids gave on the very last day. Here are most of the evaluations. They are the exact evaluations, and I only corrected some of the spelling to ...

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The Virgin Homocides

Day 7 -- June 30 2008 Picture an old Muslim woman in grandma glasses, her head wrapped in a hijab, smiling and shaking her breasts. And grabbing her breasts and laughing. I swear to you that I saw this tonight. And there was no alcohol involved (against the religion). Tonight, possibly the mo...

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