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“Oodree! Oodree! Oodree!” Is what I hear every time I walk out my door. Children bombard me on the streets. I kid you not, BOMBARD ME!!!! Circle me!!!! Chase me down the street!!!! All to give me kisses, high fives and say hello. Women kiss me on the check begging me to come over for…

All You Need Is Love And A Big Fat Moroccan Family

It was a cold and rainy day when I arrived at my final site. And I’m not just saying that so it sounds like a cool introduction. It really was pouring rain and freezing out. Perfect weather for traveling with 2 huge bags. Two other volunteers and I, with the help of a veteran volunteer,…

Kuli! Kuli! Kuli!

It’s time to talk about food and the all the women behind all the wonderful meals that I eat. For anyone Moroccan or not, the word they will hear the most when invited for a meal is “Kuli! Kuki! Kuki!” (Eat! Eat! Eat!) You’re told right when the food hits the table. When you take…