Lauren in Morocco

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Sunday, May 14, 2006

This is a picture of the first day we ever played soccer in Morocco, I am one of two girls on the field and I think we attracted half the crowd. I say this only because we are American and normally women do not play soccer. Since this day I've played soccer everyday that I've been in Azilal and the locals always play with us. I am amazed because normally the few girls that play are picked for teams before the American boys. The Moroccan's are obviously all amazing at soccer when we all play together and I can hardly keep up, one day...One day.
Rabat when we first arrived in Morocco (these pictures are obviously not appearing in my Blog in any sort of order, but I've just started uploading them.) Rabat is obviously an extremely large city and being a health volunteer I only work in extremely rural areas, although on vacation I will revisit Rabat and we have mid-term Medical exams in the city.
A Moroccan roof-top, this a place of great importance for Moroccan women because much of the laundry and down-time is spent on the roof.
View of Casablanca from the Plane window (over two months ago, this picture if obviously also out of order.)

This week I have my final LPI (language exam) and next week I swear in as a volunteer. Our group has not yet had one person ET and hopefully this trend will continue, inshallah (which translates to God-willing.) I can't really say more about previous groups that are in country, but I will mention the information in an email. Our swear-in site is in an undisclosed location in the desert, so I have to prepare myself for the heat this week. I just had my final day with my first host family in CBT and I have to say that I had an amazing time at my CBT site. My host family was amazing and I know that they have little, but they would always give me so much. I've noticed and mentioned to another volunteer, how little materialism there is, because of the lack of "things." In the more rural areas there is very little money, the average income of a Moroccan in any rural area is less than 3 dollars a day and 70% of Morccans live in rural areas. My family always cooked the most amazing food and tried to teach me something new everyday. We did actually have a TV and I was able to watch Middle Eastern Music videos. This doesn't seem important, but the videos were something that we could all understand and having two host sisters that are around my age, we always enjoyed the videos. During our final CBT I was able to give my host family a few gifts and I gave them candy from staging in Philadelphia and a tea set from Morocco. My host-family is so amazing because I expected nothing from them, because they have given me so much already and then they gave me an amazing gift. They gave me Moroccan slippers (they told me many times that I had axator feet, axator being big, so I guess they knew the size) and a wall decoration for my new house made of Barley. I mention the feet thing, only because, for some reason every Moroccan in my town is extremely small and I always tower over them. They also always try to give me slippers to wear when I enter the house and my size 10 1/2 foot only fits into half of any shoe ever given to me. My family told me they bought the largest pair they could find at the Market (haha) and I really appreciate their kindness. Our CBT group of five hosted a party for everyone in town yesterday and we had a vast array of cookies and cake. Tea is always served and the women taught us their dance moves, we were fortunate because we have one male in are group and sometimes women will not dance around men, but they all seem to view B.E as just a brother. A male in another CBT group was asked to leave the room during the party and he said he felt that he missed out, because being able to see the women interact so freely is a huge cross-cultural lesson.


At 2:11 AM, Blogger Mabruk said...

In every town I visited in Morocco, I had to go to the local souqs and markets. I love everything in Morocco: food, culture and traditions, Morocco property, people,etc. But I love local bazaars the most. I enjoyed to stroll around, to look at all the colorful stalls, the vendors, the visitors and to discover new stuff I never saw before and to find out what it might be. Every souq in every town like Tangier, Fez, Marrakech, Taroudannt, Rissani has its own character. But in every souq I experienced the same excitement of the abundance of colors and aroma's.


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