I Spent a Week in a Moroccan Orphanage and Lived to Blog About It

In America, when we hear about orphans, we immediately conjure up images of little orphan Annie fighting the evil Miss Hannigan with rich ole’ Daddy Warbucks on her side.  It’s a hard-knock life, after all.  My guess is that you’d think, in a developing country, that stereotype would be even worse, but I’m not sure […]

Summer Camp, or Fat Tony’s Taste of American Culture

I guess when I think of “summer camp,” there are sort of grandiose images that pop into my head with s’mores and campfires, long hikes through the woods, boat rides and swimming pools, lots of hard work, laughter, and love.  But the El Jadida Summer English Immersion Camp I worked through Peace Corps didn’t quite […]

Thoughts for a Spring Day, or Identity Not-so-Crisis

So, it’s a breezy day, and I’m sitting in a chair chewing gum with my mudir (boss) in what might be the only grassy place (the Dar Chebab, or “House of Youth and Sports” where I work) east of the Middle Atlas Mountains, where everything else is desert.  So, we’re sitting there having a short conversation […]

When Ignorance is Power, or Lots of Random Thoughts from the Last Few Weeks

So, first things first, as I write this, I have no idea what time it is.  Morocco, as a country, began observing Daylight Savings Time last week.  I guess, on a technicality, that means that Morocco’s major businesses and government offices have now “sprung forward” an hour.  However, not everyone chooses to observe the new […]