Monday, September 12, 2011

Today

We get up at 6:30 tomorrow morning and I still have homework, so this will be a quick update, but today was absolutely fantastic. Classes seem great, classmates are interesting and very impressive (several Fullbright scholars, at least one person who works with the U.S. Embassy, a few military officers, and a woman who's worked with the U.S. State Department for over 20 years), coursework looks like it will be very challenging, but in a good way.

Dinner tonight was, I think, one of the best evenings we've ever had in Morocco. Fantastic food, fantastic company, conversation in three different languages, and an invitation to come back soon that we definitely hope to take advantage of.

We'll try to write more soon, but for now...good night!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Safety in Morocco

We know that a lot of people are worried about our safety while we're in Morocco. Since, again, we're a little cooped up today, A and I found a few statistics that we thought might help:

The violent crime rate (which includes murder, rape, robbery, aggravated assault, burglary, and larceny) in the United States is 3503.8 per 100,000 people. In Morocco, it is 19.94.

In the U.S., there are 39.2 rapes per 100,000 people. In Morocco, there are 3.59.

In the U.S., there are 3,025.4 thefts per 100,000 people. In Morocco, there are 7.05.

In the U.S., there are 5 murders per 100,000 people per year. In Morocco, there are 0.4.

So yes, while it's absolutely true that bad things can happen anywhere, I was being quite sincere when I said that we're a lot more worried about all of you back in the U.S. than we're worried about ourselves. We're actually quite a lot safer here.


On a lighter note, just as I was finishing this post, the man who runs our riad invited us to his home for dinner tomorrow night. We like him quite a lot, so we're very excited.

Also, classes start bright and early tomorrow morning. We're looking forward to the class part, not so much to the "bright and early" part. Still, it will be nice to feel a bit less like lazy bums...

A Question For Readers

So everytime I put up a new post with a lot of pictures on it, loading that post to look at it seems to take forever. I can't tell if that's the internet here, or if the pictures I'm uploading take up too much memory.

Is anyone else having problems with the site? Do they seem to occur more frequently when we put up posts with lots of pictures on them?

Let me know by commenting on this post. Your feedback is appreciated.

FYI...

Several people have expressed their concern for our safety today. We just wanted to let everyone know two things:

1) We aren't worried. We have never hidden the fact that we were Christian Americans, and we have never been treated badly or felt the slightest bit unsafe because of it. Many Moroccans dislike many of the things our government has done, but we have NEVER seen anyone take it out on us. Just the opposite, in fact - we have consistently been treated with warmth, kindness, and hospitality everywhere we have gone.

2) That being said, we are being careful today. We're planning on only going out once, to get some food and a few other necessities. Other than that, we'll be staying in our riad, which is tucked in the center of the medina and should be perfectly safe even if anything were to happen.

Expect more posts later today. We've got a lot of time to kill, being cooped up in here like this! Meanwhile, be safe - we're a lot more worried for the people in the U.S. than we're worried for ourselves.



Saturday, September 10, 2011

Off-Balance

It's been interesting to see how quickly I've slipped back into my old "Moroccan" habits. I've only been here two days, yet already I seem to have remembered how to give wares in the souq a sort of sliding gaze, looking just long enough to take them in, stopping just soon enough to avoid indicating the degree of interest that will bring a merchant to my side. I've become sort of unconsciously conscious about things like where I'm pointing my feet (to avoid facing my soles towards anyone, a serious offense) and where I'm pointing my fingers (which can also be quite rude.) More than once, I've begun a sentence in French and ended it in Arabic without even realizing it until the conversation was over.

Yet for all that, Morocco still finds plenty of ways to keep me off-balance. It's exhausting and exhilarating at the same time, as I am being constantly reminded how much more there is to communicating with people than speaking their language. There are so many layers beyond that, from facial expressions and body language to different cultural expectations to "assumed knowledge" in the forms of history, politics, religion, and media...all of which make up a much greater part of communication than I think any of us realize until we try to get by in a place where we don't understand those unspoken aspects.

Unfortunately, being too aware of that fact can also cause problems, because it can make you seriously overthink things. Yesterday, A and I were out for a walk in downtown Rabat, and saw a huge crowd gathered around a car. Most of them were grinning and looked very excited, and A and I decided that there must be some sort of celebrity or politician inside. After several minutes of speculating about who it might be (and talking about how frustrating it was to be so ignorant about the "Who's Who" of Morocco), we got closer and saw that, actually, it was just a really big dog* that people were wanting to pet. Go figure.

Just an hour or so later, A and I were sitting and eating lunch at a cafe when we saw an enormous mass of people begin marching down the street chanting some sort of a slogan. There was too much background noise for us to even make out what language they were speaking, much less understand it, but we imagined it must be a political march of some kind.  While we were a little nervous, there were several police officers nearby who were carefully watching the marchers, and no one at the cafe seemed at all concerned, so we contented ourselves with trying to speculate about what they were protesting. Finally, I decided to just ask someone else at the cafe. She laughed and said that they were cheering on their football (soccer) team. Oh.

As ignorant as it can make me feel, I love that Morocco resists my most intellectual attempts to pin it down. I love that one day I underthink it, the next day I overthink it. I love that it keeps me off-balance, because that's the best way to stay willing and able to learn. Besides, I can always find some comfort in the fact that, as a white American Christian who speaks Arabic and sometimes wears the hijab, I throw them off-balance, too.

* You may have heard the common claim that Muslims/Arabs hate/fear/are religiously offended by dogs.  While there's some truth to that, it really just depends on the Muslim. Basically, there's very little in the Quran about dogs, but there are some Hadiths** of debateable reliability that call dogs unclean. In our (limited) experience, there are a lot more stray dogs in the Middle East than in the U.S., and those dogs would be considered "unclean" by almost anyone. At the same time, it's not at all unusual in Morocco to see people who are, by all appearances, observant Muslims outside taking their pet dogs for walks.

** Hadiths are records of Muhammed's life and sayings. While Hadiths are taken very seriously by Muslims, there are a vast number of them and they have a huge range of "reliability" (basically, the likelihood that they are accurate and truthful.) To further complicate matters, different schools of thought in Islam may have radically different ideas about the reliability of any given Hadith.