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Homeschooling in Morocco

A year traveling in Morocco and homeschooling, does that sound wonderful?

My sister-in-law and her husband took their four children for the last school year, and have promised some guest posts and photos.  My older niece Hind is writing a book and sent an excerpt.

 

This photo I believe is Saidia, which I remember from back in the day when it was a very small town with a beach and an ice cream shop.  Now it’s being developed and has condos and a golf course.

 

Anyway, here’s Hind!

A WEDDING TO REMEMBER

I skipped downstairs, black high heel hanging from my hands and entered the big living room near the door. I walked towards the beautiful dresses we got. Leila was out in the small waiting room grabbing her shoes. I suddenly heard, elegant clicky foot steps rushing towards the door. Leila presented herself through the door. She paused as if she were in a photo shoot.

“So do you like my shoes?”  Leila asked as she kicked her foot up to show me her black high heels. It had a huge bow on each shoe.

“Yeah, I can’t wait” I said excitedly. We both switched from our pajamas to the breathtaking dresses.

“Oh, Leila you look amazing!”I said as a big smile grew on my face

“You too!”  She said. And instantly a smile grew on her face as well

“Come on girls!” Mom said as she entered the room, in her blue dress.

“Wow, girls, you look great!”Mom said as she took a good look at us

“And you Mom, you look amazing” I said

“Yeah, you look great Mom!” Leila said

“Thanks! Now let’s go!” Mom said. I quickly slipped my feet through the shoes and tightened them. I walked down to go to the garage door like we always did, and waited for Leila and my mom. I was extremely exited. It was going to be so much fun. We’d get to dance all night. Who wouldn’t want that? Although I’m not a good dancer, dancing for me was so much fun.   Really, it was all for the fun.  Leila rushed behind me.

“I hope Miriam and Esmae will be there” I said as I stepped outside. The lights from the Fruits and Vegetables sign light up across the busy street. We waited for mom to lock the door before we left. Then we started to walk alongside the Hanoots (stores). The big man who gave Leila and I gum all the time smiled at us. He was such a nice person. We smiled back. We walked down the dirty path.

“Yeah they were cool people! We totally had fun.” I said with a giggle and turned a left, to enter the neighborhood. We could hear the music already. It was so exciting. With every step I took the music got louder, the lights got brighter and my excitement level got higher. And there we were facing the open door. I stepped in. Houda stood by the door.

“Salam,” she said with an excited but busy smile on her face. She then directed us to the roof. As I climbed up the stairs, I noticed our uncle standing in front of the mirror. He turned as he saw us climbing up the stairs. We said him and he confirmed that the wedding would be on the roof. Scattered around the stair case that lead to the roof, were the annoying little boys from yesterday, who were playing cards. As we walk passed them, they were quiet, and defenseless. They didn’t make a sound and stood to the side.

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