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Welcome!
Being excited to move to Cairo and begin writing, I’ve put a place mark on this address. However, life being full and joyful as it is, it may bubble over into writing before I greet the Nile.
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The Abandonment of Enraptured Love
I might as well start my blog by including on it posts I’ve written on others’ blogs! So here’s the first, from Denali’s blog Sounds of Laughter. I visited my dear friend Denali (who was my roommate...
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Transcribing Tyranny: Darfur’s Black Book and the Language of Resistance
Here is the second of posts that I’ve written on others’ blogs, in this case on Alex de Waal’s blog with the Social Science Research Council, “Making Sense of Sudan.” It is a summary of my thesis...
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Al-aamiyyah
I smiled years ago when my host sister in Morocco said proudly that she spoke six languages: English, French, Arabic, Moroccan, Egyptian, and Lebanese. Surely the spoken dialects in the Arabic speaking...
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Making Falafel
We picked a day that was relatively open – a Saturday, our new Sunday as the weekends in Egypt are Friday/Saturday – as it can be a lengthy process: individually picking the leaves off of multiple...
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Zahma
“The greatest danger for Americans in Cairo, “ the head of US Embassy security told us at Luke’s Fulbright orientation, “is crossing the street.” Indeed, I was well aware of the dangers, having spent...
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Laughter and Silence in Siwa Oasis
I wasn’t paying attention the first time we topped a dune, and was lurched forward all of a sudden, clutching onto the back of both front seats as we half-drove half-slid down the mountain of sand at...
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Chronicle of Protest: A View from Cairo during the Demonstrations
Friday January 28, 2011 On the Qasr An-Nil bridge near Tahrir Square The Friday call to prayer has never struck fear into my heart. But today I listen, and feel the anticipation and fear of thousands...
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Open to the Promptings of the Spirit
A few nights ago I dreamt the curious dream that I was giving birth. I could feel the contractions, and even took note of the dilation. I woke up feeling like, although my present condition is one of...
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A grain of sand
It is not infrequent that I remember nostalgically the joyful abandonment of some moments of my childhood. Wonderment was my watchword: the colors, the smells and sounds of an experience were the only...
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