tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51381071186916613312024-03-14T05:36:12.779+02:00Green SherienA fiction and non-fiction writing playgroundGreen Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-44152501077518415412014-11-15T18:18:00.000+02:002014-11-15T18:18:14.901+02:00Knowing<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-GB">You
are no more than a particle of dust floating aimlessly through the air. Is that
a comfort? Does it help to know that you can go unnoticed, that your wandering
is known to you alone? But so is theirs. None know the drifting of others. They
too are floating through the skies. Some, filled with a vague hope,
believe they are on a path. They ‘plan’ their course, seeing their route mapped
out for them. Sometimes <i>by</i> them. They
too are undetectable specks. What makes you any different? It is a knowing. You
recognize your powerlessness. That is the whole of it. It is your quiet
acquiescence. For if you have no destination, you can never be lost.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-40161489792329113212014-04-26T21:22:00.000+02:002014-04-26T21:37:14.685+02:00Fool's Errand (fiction)<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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I love a trip to the market as much as
I loathe a trip to the mall. For some reason, buying groceries has become a
sort of psychoanalytical errand for me, while clothes shopping remains a
torturous, demeaning experience at best.</div>
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Some might call my interest in strangers’ shopping habits
intrusive, but I would assure them that I do a great deal of self-analysis and
would invite anyone, with the proper qualifications of course, to carry out the
same study on me.</div>
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That afternoon I had finished my last session of the day and
stopped by the market to buy some mandarin oranges and a few other necessities.
The store smelled of freshly baked bread and human suffering. I knew it would
prove to be a fruitful visit.</div>
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A few feet ahead of me, a tall, young woman with dark hair
jerked a cart out and rolled away. I recognized but couldn’t quite place her. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">What’s her name? Sara? Sophia? Probably a
former patient. </i>I exhaled with relief when she took no notice of me. To my
right stood a middle-aged man in a training suit and tennis shoes. He gazed
forlornly at the glass that seemed to safeguard him from the dessert display. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Poor man. He’s obviously trying to get in
shape but he seems fixed on that red velvet cake. Poor fellow. Eternal is the
struggle between man and his desires. What weak-willed souls we humans are.</i></div>
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As usual, my analysis proved true. He called out to the man
behind the counter to box up the cake. By now, I had grabbed a basket and
decided to pick up some mini muffins before leaving the bakery behind. As I turned
into the cereal aisle, I caught a glimpse of Sara/Sophia (my mind was in a
civil war as to which one was her name) tossing a box of Trix in her cart and
gliding off again. I’d seen it a hundred times: fully grown adults buying
children’s cereals. I pitied her. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I can’t
remember her case, but what a regression. I sense she’s feeling lonely, but trying
to perpetuate her childhood won’t help. So many people walking around with
unresolved issues from their youth these days…</i></div>
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I scanned the shelves and claimed three boxes of Cheerios.
(One must never find himself with a cereal shortage.) My next stop was for hand
soap and laundry detergent. Already browsing the aisle was a young boy of about
9. Further down stood a discreetly elegant woman around my mother’s age. The
boy stared perplexedly at the sea of detergent brands then, as if defeated,
settled on the nearest one and walked away, dragging the bag behind him. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Too heavy for him, both in a literal and a
figurative sense. Parents these days either give their children too much
responsibility or too little. I’ll probably see that poor kid buying Trix when
he’s 40 years old.</i></div>
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After securing my soap and detergent, I was able to get a
closer look at the woman and her items, thanks to her preoccupation with choosing
just the right air freshener. (You see, I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">may</i>
be excessively curious, but I am nothing if not professional.) Her selections
were typical: canned tomatoes, flour, eggs, whole wheat toast, a pack of
butter, yoghurt, a selection of fresh fruits. These items, along with her
dedication to choosing the perfect air freshener, confirmed my first
impression. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The domestic life has subdued
many a passionate woman. Headed for a meltdown she is. No doubt about it.</i></div>
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<br /></div>
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My last stop was the produce section, where I went straight
for the oranges. Once again, I spotted Sara/Sophia. Oddly, she seemed to be
scouting the least desirable apples. One by one, she examined them, pondering
their brown spots, pressing her fingers into their soft exteriors and tossing
them into the plastic bag. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">This is too
much. I wish I could remember her case, though I don’t think anything could
explain such abnormal behavior. Oh well. I guess I can’t save them all.</i></div>
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<br /></div>
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Puzzled, I bagged a week’s worth of oranges and headed for
the checkout. My professional interest urged me to steal one more look into Sara/Sophia’s
cart, but she was now following me, apparently sharing my peculiar habit of
paying for groceries.</div>
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<br /></div>
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I stood in the line next to hers, trying not to look
suspicious. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her grab two bags of Gummi
bears. A touch of sympathy threatened to interrupt my study, but I persevered.
I stared down at her items: Trix cereal, a bag of nearly rotten apples, sugar
free popsicles, gourmet cat food, bubble bath and Gummi bears. I didn’t know
quite what to make of it. It was clear she had serious childhood and insecurity
issues. Still, something didn’t add up.</div>
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Before I could delve any further, it was my turn.
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outside of my office, but I simply had to know who she was and, more
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We both finished paying and she turned towards the door. I
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“Excuse me, but haven’t we met before?” I asked.</div>
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“Of course!” <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Of course.
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“Oh, I’m good thanks.” </div>
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My senses of curiosity and politeness were at odds. “I don’t
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I had almost forgotten the dark chocolate.</div>
Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-11238374528560515572014-04-26T21:17:00.000+02:002014-04-26T22:19:05.038+02:00The Forest<div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="line-height: 150%;">
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<br /></div>
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The trees provide the
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breathe them in, you defiantly exhale your fears, reclaiming the quietude that
once fed your lungs.<o:p></o:p></div>
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setting. However, curiously, there is nothing magical or supernatural about
this place. The fallen leaves you walk upon are no path of gold, nor is the
chirping of the birds akin to the Sirens’ song. Its allure lies in its
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surroundings than a bird its wings. No longer inhibited by suspicion, you
carefully but resolutely follow a path you cannot see but your legs seem to
have sensed. Conscious of the solidity of your feet upon the fragile terrain,
you take gentle, apologetic steps, not wishing to damage the place that has
taken you in so graciously. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-72774210011032122092012-09-14T21:06:00.000+02:002012-09-14T21:06:33.345+02:00Only in EgyptOnly in Egypt...<br />
<ul>
<li> is a pink teddy bear considered an appropriate gift for one adult to give to another.</li>
<li>are there more pharmacies than supermarkets.</li>
<li>can a man who has never driven a car expertly guide you out of a parking space where you've been double and triple-parked on.</li>
<li>is it perfectly normal to pack a whole cucumber as part of your lunch and bite into it later as if you were eating an apple.</li>
<li>does the guy who runs the fruit stand on the corner have a business card.</li>
<li>is the longest, most convoluted route usually the fastest way to reach your destination.</li>
<li>is an hour-long car ride called "traveling".</li>
<li>can the official weather forecast refer to today's weather as "sandy".</li>
<li>do veiled women seem to have more "hairstyling" options than do non-veiled women.</li>
<li>is choosing the country's favorite chip flavor the most democratic process most people have ever experienced.</li>
<li>can an entire empire be built on one concept: the long-sleeved undershirt.</li>
<li>is it more unusual to be awake at 10:00am than it is to be up at 10:00pm.</li>
<li>do children have such busy schedules that they might actually need those Blackberrys and iPhones.</li>
</ul>
Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-70162416623817604132012-08-03T02:52:00.001+02:002012-08-03T02:54:28.378+02:00Why You Need to Get Away from Your Getaway<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Once you've made the move abroad and settled in for a year or so, you may be thinking, "I've got this down. I've got Skype, I found out where to get my favorite cereal, and now that they've opened Pinkberry here I don't care if I ever see my hometown again!" You seem pretty sure of yourself. You've finally adapted. No more a stranger, you have arrived. No longer are you an unsuspecting foreigner who gets tricked into paying 50 pounds for a keychain with a plastic pyramid hanging off of it. With your newfound (over)confidence, you smugly take your visiting friends to Khan El Khalili and bask in the glory of snagging 10 keychains for 5 pounds. Your friends will return home and tell your tale. You've made the leap. You are a legend. And to prove that you've made it, you may foolishly claim that you don't need "home" anymore. Sounds like a well-meaning statement. Well, let me take a moment to be condescending and tell you why you are so very wrong.<br />
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When you first left home, you may have been looking to get away, to escape the ordinary. Hopefully, you found what you were looking for. But after a while, you may realize that you need an escape from your escape. Why, you may ask? Well, there are plenty of good reasons, but as I myself am busy escaping my escape, I will list just a few here.<br />
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<b>1. Food - </b>This would definitely be at the top of my sister's list. Depending on where you've moved, you may find that your dining choices, and even quality, leave a lot to be desired. A trip home will give you a chance to indulge in all your favorite foods. No, there is no need to feel guilty about cheating on the falafel sandwiches that you've been so loyal to. They have enough fans.<br />
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<b>2. Friends - </b>Remember those people who thought you were crazy (in a loving way, of course) when you left home? Well, they miss you. Reconnecting with old friends helps you refuel and re-energize. Even if you've made friends in your new country, there is a big part of your life that no one there will ever know or understand. Don't you want to go <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1irjgfMC3A&feature=related">"where everybody knows your name"</a>?<br />
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<b>3. Sanity</b> - For the sake of your mental health, you need to get out every once in a while. Particularly if you're living in what they now call a <i>developing</i> country, to be politically correct, "every once in a while" is more often than you think. Signs that you need a break may include, but are not limited to, the following: becoming irritated when someone actually stops at a traffic signal, deterioration of your language skills in both your native language as well as your new one (At some point, I began to worry that I would become alingual. Yes, that is a real word!), and an intense fascination when overhearing strangers speaking English in public.<br />
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<b>4. Fresh Air - </b>You know pollution is bad when you need to go back to LA to get some clean air. Unfortunately, living in Cairo has left many an expat with pesky allergies and other health troubles. It doesn't take long for a newcomer to make friends with his local pharmacist. If you're living in a country with poor air quality, the cost of the plane ticket is well worth that breath of fresh air that awaits you at home.<br />
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<b>5. Reality Check</b> - Some expats have a love-hate relationship with their new home. They love it for all its failings, for its stark contrast to the life they knew. They love the way it brings out the fighter in them. But, if this sounds like you, you may have noticed that somewhere along the way unfair comparisons led you to romanticize your former home. Thanks to selective memory, all you can remember is how <i>easy</i> everything used to be. Comments like "In the U.S., I'd never have to wait in a line like this!" or "Don't they know what real ranch dressing tastes like?" become the norm. A quick trip home will remind you that the grass tends to be greener on the other side and, sure enough, you'll soon find yourself "homesick" for that not-so-foreign country.<br />
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So, get some fresh air, both literally and figuratively. It'll do you good, I promise. And don't worry, those falafel sandwiches will be waiting for you when you get back.<br />
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It would be inaccurate to say that this pursuit is derived solely from an inherent need to impress others. There's something about control that intrigues us. They say it's what separates us from the animals. Imagine if we told people that who they are is exactly who they should be, idiosyncrasies, tragic flaws and all, and that they should just sit back and enjoy life instead of constantly pursuing the ever-changing definition of perfection. Sounds somewhat defeatist, doesn't it? In the name of self-improvement, why settle for "less"?<br />
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Each of us is raised to believe that his identity and, ultimately, his destiny is in his own hands, and that may very well be the problem. We like control. On a whim, we can decide to be stylish, be a health nut, be funny, be driven, be emo (that could be another post altogether!) or whatever the passing trend may be. How lucky we must be to get to choose what we want to be at any given moment. But what happens when this supposed freedom becomes more like a ball and chain?<br />
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Control is a tricky thing. It's a paradox in and of itself. It can be addictive for many people and, therefore, turn on them. What we think we control often ends up controlling us. The strangest part of all of this is that we're generally unaware of, unfazed, and unconcerned by this transfer of power. We seem perfectly content to be run by our current compulsion to be <i>something </i>or <i>someone</i>.<br />
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So what's the point of all this? The point is that I'm afraid we might be missing out on life. Constantly seeking self-improvement makes us feel powerful; but is this pursuit of power really just a life-long wild goose chase? What are we chasing? Death? I believe that nature adjusts for us. We can actually accomplish more by living more naturally and letting things take their own course, including our flaws. It's not a crime to accept life for what it is. In truth, it takes strength to know when to let go of control.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-33822714474828597342011-10-15T13:33:00.000+02:002011-10-15T13:33:29.365+02:00Why Living Abroad is Good for Your Ego<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVNUdC9HyPaZ2Fos8oC7JBOzvVIK5XoHIqM-TXGEWABuPZk0HCd7W4-9sjPzTGEk3QMkfBKLA_UzfqnvCnYS9uQX7QDYSXGUbFn0plow2zItXuI6gdNUMaYo99x3XxqGWgMU0PKJwhpmvi/s320/Living+Abroad+While+Being+a+Translator.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVNUdC9HyPaZ2Fos8oC7JBOzvVIK5XoHIqM-TXGEWABuPZk0HCd7W4-9sjPzTGEk3QMkfBKLA_UzfqnvCnYS9uQX7QDYSXGUbFn0plow2zItXuI6gdNUMaYo99x3XxqGWgMU0PKJwhpmvi/s320/Living+Abroad+While+Being+a+Translator.jpg" /></a></div>Making the decision to move to a new country entails a tug of war of sorts between our sense of adventure and our ego. We imagine that our willingness to venture off the beaten path will be rewarded with some form of enlightenment. On the other hand, we're aware that leaving behind what we know almost guarantees that we will eternally be humbled by our own ignorance.<br />
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One of the most underestimated obstacles in living abroad is the language barrier that many people face once they've reached their destination. Potential expatriates give serious consideration to their job opportunities and living arrangements but often overlook this pesky little step. Interestingly, and maybe naively, English speakers assume that everyone is likely to speak at least passable English. This is, of course, a myth. However, even if it were true, anyone who has lived abroad for an extended period of time will tell you that you cannot fully understand and connect with a culture and its people without learning (or making an attempt at learning) the native language.<br />
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Being Egyptian myself, and more of a <i>repat</i> than an <i>expat</i>, one would think that my transition to Egypt would present only minimal challenges, language being the least of my worries. This is true to an extent. Arabic is not quite foreign to me. Perhaps not foreign at all. But the truth is my Arabic gives me away almost as soon as I begin to speak. In some ways, this can be more frustrating for an Egyptian than for a foreigner. I look like I belong here; so why don't I sound like it?<br />
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Of course, my Arabic has improved a great deal since I first arrived. But perfection (or anything in the vicinity) is elusive and perhaps not worth attaining in the first place.<br />
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...Which brings me to the title of this post. I suppose it's somewhat misleading, as I don't believe that living in a new place is a means of inflating one's ego. Rather, I think that the cultural missteps and awkward moments that come with living abroad actually force us to swallow our pride, get off our "first-world" high horse and connect with the people around us.<br />
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Here's an <a href="http://news.discovery.com/human/embarassed-trust-111004.html#mkcpgn=rssnws1">article </a>about an interesting study done at UC Berkeley that explains how embarrassment actually allows people to warm up to you more easily. We all need to be humbled from time to time; living in a new place just creates more opportunities for it. So go ahead and embrace the awkwardness!Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com2Cairo, Egypt30.064742 31.24950899999998929.988142 31.168558999999988 30.141341999999998 31.330458999999991tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-71165959856794423202011-08-21T13:06:00.002+02:002015-10-13T13:31:27.963+02:00Are You Happy?It's been about one year and two months since I packed up my things -- for the third (and final?) time, I might add -- and moved to Egypt. It's strange, but sometimes I feel like I never left, like that year I spent in California in between my two moves to Egypt was actually further mental preparation for the final plunge. During that time, I never felt quite right. Though I was technically "home", I felt like a sellout, like I had given up on Egypt when it had needed me most, and maybe more importantly, when I needed it most.<br />
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When I arrived last June, and as my first post reflects, I was apprehensive of what remained of the Egypt I remembered. Had I romanticized it to make the transition easy, or was that the real Egypt? Truth be told, the first two weeks back were tough. A heaviness set upon me that made even the slightest task seem difficult in this not so new place. I did not feel that rush that I had expected upon reaching my supposed homeland. Though I tried to conceal my anxiety, it didn't take long for my family to see that I was feeling a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, my father was not having it. He could see that I was homesick for California. "This is not a revolving door," he warned me. I remember laughing it off at the time, but those words forced me to jump back in. Regardless of how I was feeling that moment, I was going to make it work.<br />
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While it's only been a year, I can now say that my reasons for coming back to Egypt may have had less to do with the country itself than I had originally thought. There is no doubt that this country and its people have been through (and are still undergoing) radical transformation and change. It's certainly an inspiration and an honor to be part of it. But that's only part of the story.<br />
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Last week, I had the pleasure of spending some time with my good friend Amira, who was visiting from California. Like others before her, she was curious to hear my answer to that all-important question: Was I happy here? Truly?<br />
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My answer to this question changes depending on various factors. If an acquaintance is asking in passing, I answer concisely, "Yes, it takes some adjustment, but it's good." If a close friend on the verge of her own leap of faith asks with wide eyes and has an hour or so to kill, I offer a more in-depth analysis of my ongoing journey and the challenges and triumphs associated. My response is also influenced by whether the questioner is fond of or detests Egypt. For my idealistic friends, I make sure not to sugar-coat my experience any more than they have in their own minds. To those cynics who think I'm simply playing the part (until I crack) while suffering in silence, I am more than happy to boast about the privileges of my supposed prison, which include but are certainly not limited to 24-hour delivery services, the best fuul and ta3maya sandwiches in the world, and enough scarves to satisfy even the most devoted collector.<br />
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So, what did I say this time? Well, Amira was none of the people described above. She was simply a sensible, level-headed person curious to hear my answer. I felt no need to justify or glorify my decision, nor did I need to offer her a sobering account of the fragile state of this country. My reply was that the question itself seemed irrelevant to me. People, particularly those who are unsettled by the thought of living in a so-called third world country, seem so preoccupied with place. I don't quite see the relationship between location and happiness. I told my friend that of course I realize that California is beautiful, and that life is "easy" there. But when the demands of daily life kick in, you hardly remember where you are. You seek happiness from the people around you, not from the traffic-free roads or those "How-in-the-world-did-I-spend-so-much? I-only-came-in-for-batteries" trips to Target. <br />
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Whoever said to choose your company before your destination was right. It doesn't matter how many malls are within a five-mile radius of your house, how many different kinds of cereal you have to choose from, or how big your backyard is. If you're not with the people you love, it won't be worth it. On the other end, there are people in the world living in unfathomable conditions who are content simply because they are surrounded by the people that matter. Life may be difficult, at times impossible, but being with the right people helps us forget, even if just for a moment.<br />
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Of course, if you're lucky, you won't have to give up much from either side. Life is good, and, though each day comes with a bigger dose of unpredictability than it once did, I am now with the people that mean most to me. Yes, Laila, I'm talking to you. Actually, mostly your kids, but I guess that includes you by association.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com3Cairo, Egypt30.1094127 31.33294360000002129.8313127 30.97762860000002 30.3875127 31.688258600000022tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-64897925378423274282011-07-06T06:31:00.000+02:002012-08-03T02:19:18.424+02:00You Know You've Lived Through an Egyptian Revolution When...<div style="text-align: left;">
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2. Baltageya (thug) horror stories begin to sound more like jokes. <i>So a baltagi walks into a bar...</i><br />
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3. Your cleaning lady is ready to quit her day job since she's sure she'll be rich once Mubarak's money is distributed.<br />
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4. You're convinced those fireworks in the distance are actually gunshots...But you don't really care.<br />
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5. You own any/all of the following revolution paraphernalia: key chain, January 25 license plate bumper sticker, bracelet, hat, t-shirt, mug, Egyptian flag (special edition, of course).</div>
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6. You've prayed for things to calm down but secretly hoped it wouldn't end before you got a picture standing on/next to a tank.<br />
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7. Your seven-year-old child has a hard time naming kinds of fruits but can easily recall, in both Arabic and English, the terms for revolution, protest, thug, rifle, dagger, and tank.<br />
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8. The aforementioned seven-year-old has engaged in protests at school with his friends, chanting "El shaab yureed BREAK!"<br />
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9. The day after voting on constitutional changes, you've shunned anyone at work who didn't have a pink finger.<br />
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10. You or anyone in your family actually went to Tahrir and now truly know what it means to walk and talk like an Egyptian.<br />
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11. What pyramids? You forgot that Egypt used to be famous for anything other than protests and politics.<br />
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12. You use the revolution as an excuse for just about anything, which made sense in the first couple of weeks but is starting to wear thin six months later. <i>I would've picked up your dry cleaning. Really, I wanted to. It's just, with the revolution and everything...you know.</i><br />
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13. The saying "Masr om el donya" suddenly makes sense.</div>Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-18316875210700956282011-05-28T09:40:00.002+02:002011-05-28T21:08:12.842+02:00The Pineapple Rule<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-P0NJKn31l8RbHekJPMlr7jk4pOjT4s__Z7r-p_cjKv0o8L4FIBhlHIbA5UOW_lgVabFFIHpKj-hFUb1tQY6KXrcgBf-d6quTE-4ZGhdk25cY9M_kl3gVxOZKn3ZGXPFaosQIMaK3Qhk-/s1600-r/pineapple.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-P0NJKn31l8RbHekJPMlr7jk4pOjT4s__Z7r-p_cjKv0o8L4FIBhlHIbA5UOW_lgVabFFIHpKj-hFUb1tQY6KXrcgBf-d6quTE-4ZGhdk25cY9M_kl3gVxOZKn3ZGXPFaosQIMaK3Qhk-/s320-r/pineapple.jpg" width="213" /></a>About a year ago, I was out to lunch with my cousin at one of our favorite restaurants. I was starving and eagerly awaiting my food when I saw the waitress coming our way. To my horror, shamelessly placed next to the main course were sliced pineapples. How dare they ruin a perfectly good meal with this uninvited guest? See, for as long as I can remember, I've been anti-pineapple. It's got sharp edges, an odd scent, and an even weirder taste.<br />
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After staring at the fruit on my plate for a while and attempting (unsuccessfully) to pass it over to my cousin, I had a wild thought: <i>What if I just ate them? People eat pineapples all the time. No one's died yet...I think.</i> Before actually taking on this feat I prepared myself mentally. I decided I would like pineapples...But I hate pineapples. No, I would eat them and I would love them.<br />
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So, it turns out we <i>are </i>capable of manipulating our minds. Since that day, I've loved pineapples. I no longer eat them only when forced. I actually seek them out. I love how they look, smell, and taste. And to think, if it hadn't been for that sneaky restaurant, I'd be missing out on all that juicy deliciousness.<br />
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Since then, I've encountered many situations in my day-to-day life where the pineapple lesson applies. People have become very picky when it comes to their tastes, and not just about food. Being blessed with abundance has made us feel the need to have an opinion on just about everything. We feel we're expressing our individuality when we choose to like one thing and hate something else. I say "choose" because I believe that many of our preferences are arbitrary, not based on reason or logic, but on some superficial basis. Not only are we needlessly picky, but we're stubborn. We don't like the idea that we might be wrong or that our so-called <i>preferences </i>may simply be baseless personality quirks of our own creation, essentially figments of our imagination.<br />
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I admit I'm guilty of this quite often. For example, I am known to absolutely despise the singer Pink. If one of her songs comes on the radio, I <u>must </u>turn it off. If a friend says she likes her, I start to have serious doubts about our friendship. I will confess that this has nothing to do with Pink's talent or anything she's done. I just decided, long ago, that I didn't like her and that was that. Technically, I <i>could </i>apply the pineapple rule here...But I don't want to.<br />
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In truth, there are much more important lessons to be learned from my pineapple epiphany. How many times do we make our lives harder by refusing to get on board mentally? In my opinion, that's half the battle. A great example of this is work. People love to complain about work. It could be their boss, their coworkers, or a lack of passion for their field. Whatever it is, these people have chosen to hate their jobs. They drag their feet around day in and day out dreaming of the weekend, during which they will only complain that the start of the work week is fast approaching. That means that 5/7 of their lives will be spent feeling miserable and the other 2/7 will be spent anticipating the misery to come. Sounds just lovely, doesn't it?<br />
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What if you decided to love your job? What if you decided to take it seriously and commit yourself to nothing short of excellence? Needless to say, you would be happier and more content with your life. But the added bonus is that you would also be more successful. The same could be applied to just about anything. Living in Egypt, for instance, is not without its challenges. But moaning and groaning the whole way through, longing for the easy life won't make things better. Sometimes, maybe even most of the time, you have to make the conscious decision to like Egypt, to appreciate its charms and forgive its shortcomings. Again, not only does this give us peace of mind, but navigating life in a new place actually begins to feel easy and natural.<br />
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I believe that you can choose to love fruit. You can decide to love your job. You can decide to love a new, unfamiliar place. I even believe that you can choose to love your life. I know it sounds easier said than done. And in a way it is...But in a way it really isn't. It's simple: Love pineapples and they'll love you back.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-4680378076863877032011-04-29T01:14:00.000+02:002011-04-29T01:14:01.909+02:00"Take that thing off your head because no man will want to marry you as long as you're dressed like that!"<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>If I had a Lindor truffle (my preferred currency) for every time an older, "wiser" woman said this to me, I'd be a little more than pleasantly plump. I can't say that this kind of thinking comes as a shock to me. Nonetheless, I always find it disappointing. I think the fundamental difference lies in who you're trying to please. These types of women are aiming to please men, essentially people. I, and many others like me, are aiming to please God.<br />
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This post is not about religion; nor is it about wearing hijab versus not wearing hijab. Rather, it is about knowing yourself and avoiding the self-betrayal that often results when we look to others to define and validate our success.<br />
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Regardless of one's degree of spirituality, it cannot be denied that striving to please people is the quickest route to unhappiness, frustration, and very often failure. You will <b>never</b> make everyone happy. And what's more, even if that elusive feat were somehow possible, it would not bring along with it satisfaction. True satisfaction is the product of strong convictions reinforced by corresponding actions. In other words, you need to know what <i>you</i> want, what <i>you</i> believe and live in a way that manifests <i>your</i> principles.<br />
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Back to the point: If my goal in life were to "catch a man," I would have long ago traded my flowing fabrics for something a little less subtle. That is not to say that I intend to remain single for the rest of my life; but I refuse to believe that in order to attract a man I must make myself so irresistible that he has no choice but to marry me. (Anyway, that's a bait-and-switch if you ask me, but that's another story.) Furthermore, there are plenty of things men find attractive that have nothing to do with appearance. Yes, intellect and insight actually count for something.<br />
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So, what about those men that supposedly won't give us a second glance because the first was nothing to write home about? Well, needless to say, those guys aren't even on my radar. I do believe that it's possible for a man to respect me for my choice rather than write me off for it.<br />
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And what if he doesn't exist? What if the old women are right? What if I become a crazy cat lady? That's life. More than anything, I will be content knowing that I stayed true to myself and my beliefs. The outcome is irrelevant.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-15041896727037062002011-04-24T10:56:00.003+02:002011-04-24T11:11:26.381+02:00The Signs of SummerI was recently reminiscing about those <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VIXs_U8-rYIv">old Ball Park hot dog commercials</a> that used to air in the nineties. Every year, around May or June, I'd get so excited the first time I saw one because that meant that summer was right around the corner. Whether its summer or devouring a fuul sandwich, I enjoy the anticipation of something almost as much as the actual experience. So, as I anxiously await the arrival of summer, here are a few signs that it's fast approaching in Egypt.<br />
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<b>The (in)famous Egypt smell</b><br />
That familiar scent that greets/assaults you when you first arrive in Cairo seems to be much more potent during the summer. It's that blend of dust, pollution, and the occasional burning incense. I won't lie; for some strange reason, I love it.<b> </b><br />
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<b>The empty streets of Cairo</b><br />
Did I say "empty"? That's correct. As the weather begins to heat up, all the vacations spots along the North Coast or Red Sea that have become ghost towns during the winter come back to life. Cairenes who either can't or don't care to leave just yet get to enjoy the city as it was meant to be. Traffic is lighter, lines are shorter, and parking is a lot less frustrating. My sister says Cairo should take advantage of this mass exodus and "lock the doors" and whoever is out is out...forever. We can dream I guess...<br />
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<b>The first lizard of the season</b><br />
Even though I'm used to seeing lizards back in California, something about the ones here in Egypt makes me jump every time. The unsettling sight of a tiny lizard scurrying up my building, making its way up to my house, has made me the door/window Nazi. No one wants to see the chaos that ensues if I hear that someone has left a window or door open in the house.<br />
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<b>The great uniform switch</b><br />
This is one of my favorites. After a winter of gray weather and black police gear, you wake up one spring morning to find that the entire police force has swapped out its winter wardrobe for crisp, white, scorching-Cairo-heat-friendly uniforms. I wonder how they synchronize that. I wonder if one guy ever got confused, or didn't get the memo and came out wearing his black winter uniform and got laughed off the street. Anyway, aside from the obvious practical reasons, the white uniform reminds me to get my summer wardrobe out too! (This year the change is particularly welcome, as all the incriminating images of the police during the revolution feature them in their black uniforms.)<br />
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<b>That mysterious trail of ants</b><br />
One day soon you will likely fall victim to the following scenario: <i>Oh, there's an ant on the remote control...That's random.</i> [Insert your method of bug-killing here.] <i>Oh, there's another one on the vase. Hmm, weird. Wait, there are, like, five on the coffee table</i>. You finally catch sight of the ashtray and realize you've left an empty candy wrapper in it and are now under invasion by about 36,84793 ants and their closest relatives. I can't count how many cans of Raid I've wasted because I can't seem to remember that when the weather starts to warm up, just talking about sweets will bring an army of ants right to my doorstep.<br />
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There you have it. There are probably many more, but I'm gonna go take advantage of the empty streets, right after I secure my doors and windows...Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-68028983368426420922011-02-20T22:45:00.002+02:002011-02-20T23:06:59.396+02:00The Patriot<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHe5nrzheAkUqoAI8-4FflatLRKFkUsrdU6kGN55s0idrmm9XvdXzjeMTTRjHcYG-GIl7DpGc_I3mLBNj9Gn5tEKFKf6V0Jl24dVH1z_dzLK5sxkgaEbdTU7hfz2GEGQvV-XimoYbUQ90/s1600/Egypt+heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHe5nrzheAkUqoAI8-4FflatLRKFkUsrdU6kGN55s0idrmm9XvdXzjeMTTRjHcYG-GIl7DpGc_I3mLBNj9Gn5tEKFKf6V0Jl24dVH1z_dzLK5sxkgaEbdTU7hfz2GEGQvV-XimoYbUQ90/s1600/Egypt+heart.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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I love Egypt and I love being Egyptian.<br />
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I'm not sure why it feels like a confession, but for some reason, I feel the need to say it once and for all. For many of us who have grown up abroad, we may like Egypt for North Coast vacations and crazy taxi driver stories, but when it comes to committing we fall short. We say we can't handle the heat, the pollution, or the crowds. We make fun of Egypt, ridicule it and its people. <br />
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Then there are those who say they love Egypt, though they say it with a sense of vagueness, as if they're not quite sure why, but all their friends thought they were cool when they realized they came from the land of the pyramids and the Nile, so they figured that must be worth something.<br />
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Growing up, I had always noticed that Egyptians were intensely patriotic and deeply attached to their country. On several occasions, I have mistaken a patriotic song for a love song. I have seen Egyptians brought to tears at the mere thought of what Egypt used to be, and what it <i>could be</i>.<br />
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Strangely enough, even in my decision to move to Egypt, I never realized that I loved my country. To be honest, I didn't even really see it as my country. More like <i>a </i>country. But mine? It didn't feel that way. Needless to say, all of that changed on January 25th. Since then, I have seen why Egyptians love their country and why they love each other. What we have witnessed in the last three weeks can only be described as true humanity, selflessness, and faith in the face of what seemed to be insurmountable obstacles.<br />
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We are indebted to the men and women who have given us our country back, who loved Egypt too much to let it be neglected one more day. Thank you for reminding us why we love Egypt: You.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-24277893912585693792011-01-14T18:48:00.000+02:002011-01-14T18:48:58.973+02:00Shopping EtiquetteThis is somewhat of a follow-up to a <a href="http://dosomethingunreasonable.blogspot.com/2010/09/leave-me-alone.html">previous post</a> about obnoxious, overly eager employees. This post is for my fellow shoppers looking for some non-neon-colored (read "colors that actually occur in nature") clothing in the sea of <i>highlighter chic </i>known as Cairo.<br />
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In this country, it is enough of a triumph just getting out of your house, into your car, and arriving at the mall without being killed by a microbus or sitting in hours of traffic because the president's second cousin decided to cross the street. If you make it to the mall, you are among a select few. And, if you are even more fortunate, you may actually escape the aforementioned harassing employees. There is, however, another silent killer.<br />
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Maybe this is a Western thing. In America, there is an unwritten shopping code that, if you have your eye on something that someone else is looking at, you pretend to be looking at something else nearby until the other person moves on, you swoop in and make it all look natural as if you didn't notice the item until just that moment when they walked away. We're all very good at this. Don't lie. It's absurd, but it's subtle and it works.<br />
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Sadly, subtlety isn't a very popular concept in Egypt. Here, the above scenario plays out like this: You're carefully considering an item of clothing, looking for your size, when you suddenly feel the eyes of another shopper burning through the back of your head. She steps closer and closer, hoping to make you feel so uncomfortable that you give up the item. You try to stand your ground, try to look unfazed, but eventually you surrender the item in favor of regaining your precious personal space.<br />
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And this is where you can always tell who is the real Egyptian, the one who wins the stand-off. The one who has no concept of personal space. She could stand there all day elbow to elbow with a complete stranger. I guess that counts as some odd sort of talent.<br />
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Between the employees and the other shoppers, shopping in Egypt is just no fun. What now? Minimalism?Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-34192462466854359552010-10-22T20:53:00.003+02:002010-10-22T20:54:11.513+02:00The "F" WordI have a confession to make. This may put some people off, but I think it's about time. I am a fob.<br />
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The word <i>fob</i>, which stands for "fresh off the boat," is a common expression used among immigrant communities in the West to refer to people who have not quite assimilated to Western norms, whether it be in terms of language, dress, or general demeanor. <br />
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In truth, we all know that being called a fob is not exactly a compliment. There is a certain stigma that comes with being cultural, a sense of not being fully evolved. To complicate things even further, there are many different kinds of fobs. Not only does it depend on the person being labeled, it depends on who is giving the label. To a very Americanized Arab (perhaps third or fourth generation), any Arab-American who knows a few Nancy Agram songs and can say more than "hello" and "goodbye" in Arabic is a fob. (In actuality, these "fobs" probably make up the majority of Arab-Americans.) But what I'm more concerned with is what these so-called fobs, the average Arabs living in the West, consider a fob. Naturally, Arabs who have very recently arrived in the West are "honored" with this title. But what I find odd is that Arab-Americans even go so far as to apply this term to Arabs who have never left their countries in the first place. How can a person be fresh off the boat if he's never even been <i>on </i>the boat?<br />
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In my opinion, it all comes down to racism. Yes, racism can and does exist among people belonging to the same ethnic group. Arabs who have grown up in the West tend to think of themselves as new and improved, almost superhuman. Having the best of both worlds, many are arrogant, pitying those left behind. Did it ever occur to them that an Egyptian living in Egypt may be just as educated, just as well-traveled, and just as enlightened as they are? Or even worse, did it ever cross their minds that this intelligent, forward-thinking Egyptian may have no desire to leave his country and may actually...<i>like</i> it?<br />
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And thus, we deceive ourselves again, assuming that our way of life is <b>the</b> way, which brings me back to my point: how can we refer to a person as a fob in his own country? Well, we can't, or at least shouldn't. Therefore, as much as I dislike the term, if we're going to use it, let's at least use it correctly. So, if a fob is someone who has recently arrived in a country and has still not fully assimilated, then I am a fob. I'll understand if you unfriend me.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-4489244833341110312010-09-25T20:29:00.000+03:002010-09-25T20:29:19.817+03:00Leave Me Alone!For as long as I can remember, I have not been able to shop in Egypt without getting the distinct feeling that my privacy is being invaded. Whether it be a clothing store, supermarket, or fruit stand, Egyptian employees are programmed to follow customers around, watch their every move, ask unnecessary questions and give unsolicited advice in hopes of winning some "Obnoxious Employee of the Month" award.<br />
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Honestly, the invasion of personal space is enough cause for irritation. My cousin, Omar, and I used to think that they followed people around simply to prevent theft, but I've long since abandoned that theory. I now believe that they behave in this way with the sole purpose of getting on my nerves.<br />
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As a result of this harassment, a trip to the mall for me has become synonymous with cruel and unusual punishment. Who here hasn't had that eerie feeling of approaching a store that looks promising, only to see that it's completely empty, except for ten employees (even though the store is no bigger than your bedroom) eagerly waiting for the slightest hint of interest to swoop in and feast on their prey? Their first question?<br />
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"Are you looking for anything in particular?"<br />
"Yes, I'm looking for a big yellow dress just like the one Belle wore in <i>Beauty and the Beast</i>."<br />
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Okay, so I usually just say "no," but maybe I should try that sometime. Anyway, since when is it a crime just to look at things without having something specific in mind? It never fails. It is virtually impossible to walk into a store without being asked this question. They seem to look at me like I came from another planet when I tell them that I'm just looking.<br />
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In addition to the annoying comments and questions, store employees also insist on fixing every little thing you touch within .03244856 seconds of you touching it. They'll go so far as to refold something that I've already folded and put back in place. I'm no folding extraordinaire, but come on, show some appreciation!<br />
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I've had about as much as I can take of this retail harassment. I'm thinking of starting a shoppers' union for those who have suffered and shopped in silence for so long. But until then, if you work in a store, run a koshk, or even if your kids just have a lemonade stand, leave me alone!Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-5454019203355519342010-08-31T14:33:00.003+02:002010-08-31T22:15:38.620+02:00Adventures in Babysitting<div style="text-align: right;"></div><br />
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This means that these days I not only find myself watching daily Playhouse Disney marathons but I am actually <i>changing diapers. </i>Fortunately, I love cartoons (though Playhouse Disney doesn't exactly meet my standard for stimulating television). As for the diapers, I was determined to save that "honor" until I had my own children. Well, there that goes.<br />
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While this may not seem to have anything to do with my move to Egypt, for me, this is just another example of how much your thoughts can influence your behavior. Because I had made up my mind that I simply didn't know how to take care of a baby, I avoided it at all costs, and thus it became a self-fulfilling prophecy. People often ask me why I would come here and "put myself through this." Well, if you see it as "putting yourself through" something, that is exactly how it is going to feel. Rather than taking action to shape your own experience, you've built a cage around yourself with your thoughts. Gretchen Rubin, of <a href="http://www.happiness-project.com/">The Happiness Project</a>, puts it well: "Although we think that we <i>act </i>because of the way we <i>feel,</i> in fact, we often <i>feel </i>because of the way we <i>act</i>." I couldn't agree more.<br />
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I think the reason this concept is so hard for us to grasp is that it is easier to say "I can't babysit" than to actually try, make mistakes, and learn. We have learned to use our thoughts and feelings as an excuse not to get out of our comfort zones. How different life would be if we realized that, more often than not, we can choose how we feel and what we think, even when it means changing our perceptions of ourselves.<br />
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So, don't let my love of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wePMYM4av6Q">"The Hot Dog Song"</a> (and corresponding dance) fool you. Apparently, I <i>can</i> be responsible for another human being. Who could've seen that one coming?Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-75559936848069053572010-08-17T15:17:00.000+02:002010-08-17T15:17:55.305+02:00Expect the InexplicableWhen I go out here, I like to make sure I have a camera with me at all times, because you just never know what you're going to come across. In some ways, it's the odd sights and sounds of Egypt that give it its charm. Unfortunately, this notion doesn't quite apply when it comes to linguistic crimes:<br />
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...I believe Henry Higgins would call this "the cold-blooded murder of the English tongue."<br />
Yes, I am a grammar snob. I am judging you as you read this.<br />
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On a side note, here's something that gave me a laugh in Lebanon:<br />
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So what if he can't fly like Superman, climb walls like Spiderman, or do whatever it is Batman does? Desert Hero Camel is my kind of hero.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-64284581826793072282010-08-08T10:51:00.001+03:002010-08-08T10:54:50.563+03:00Ramadan LiteUnless you live under a rock (or aren't Muslim), you know that Ramadan is fast approaching. Muslims around the world spend all year looking forward to it, which is evident from the almost tangible excitement buzzing in the air these days. This all sounds great so far, right? Well it is, but there's just one thing I can't help but wonder: If we're all so excited about Ramadan, then why are we content with short-changing ourselves by artificially cutting the fasting day short? <br />
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In case you aren't familiar with this, here's the gist of it: For the last few years, Egypt has been moving up the date that it ends daylight saving time to coincide with the beginning of Ramadan, in order to decrease the number of hours in the fasting day. Essentially, it's one more hour of eating, one less of fasting. In the past, this was enough to bother me; but when I found out that we'd be changing the clock a total of <a href="http://www.timeanddate.com/news/time/egypt-ends-dst-2010.html"><i>four</i> times this year</a>, I nearly lost it.<br />
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If you ask someone what Ramadan is all about, you're likely to hear about sacrifice, discipline, patience, empathy, and charity, among other things. They'll tell you all about the opportunities for spiritual growth the month has to offer. So, where does this lost hour fit in with these virtues? How can we claim to be making any progress in these areas when we're so blatantly watering down what was originally prescribed for us? Instead of taking advantage of the longer fasting day to earn a greater reward, we opt for "Ramadan Lite." To be clear, it's not so much the missing hour that concerns me, but the principle. I just feel that we take enough shortcuts in life as it is, and this is one I don't want to add to the list.<br />
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One might argue that it actually makes sense to end daylight saving time, since it's somewhat of an unnatural practice only conjured up in recent years to preserve energy. Some might point out that religion is meant to be easy and that we shouldn't make things harder than they have to be. Still others might tell me to get over it because, in the grand scheme of things, it's not worth pondering and there are bigger fish to fry. And they'd probably be right...except I don't eat fish.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-82067430905351181572010-08-02T17:22:00.001+03:002010-08-02T17:58:57.986+03:00How Lebanon Schooled Egypt<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFyLRoQN8tGubjRfTOrDk9jQ2P8OdxA-SA1mHHr7BwwAuwPzKOJrf6BOMY-aK8Rnm5AjTToRM7hIh251FaFFuL9wfb27yhyphenhyphensP1_fuw26gUBP_apTEz1QqH8z9StKknBrrGQJnsgR5_rMk/s1600/IMG_8290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFyLRoQN8tGubjRfTOrDk9jQ2P8OdxA-SA1mHHr7BwwAuwPzKOJrf6BOMY-aK8Rnm5AjTToRM7hIh251FaFFuL9wfb27yhyphenhyphensP1_fuw26gUBP_apTEz1QqH8z9StKknBrrGQJnsgR5_rMk/s400/IMG_8290.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
A couple of days ago, I returned from a lovely trip to Lebanon, to visit my one and only Hanan. Though it was a short trip, her family's hospitality made it feel like home, a kindness I hope I can return someday soon. (On a side note, Hanan specifically requested that I clarify that though Lebanon is her home in the Middle East, she and her family are actually proud Palestinians.)<br />
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Now, the last thing I want is to turn this into an overly simplistic debate over which Arab country is superior to the rest. Still, I would like to summarize some of the features in Lebanon with which Egypt just can't compete.*<br />
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A few ways Lebanon owns Egypt:<br />
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1. The air is fresh and free of smog, dust, and other pollutants. I'd almost forgotten what that was like.<br />
2. There are mountains (they make up pretty much the entire country) completely covered with trees...TREES!<br />
3. <i>Sukleen</i>, a waste management company, has bins placed all over the city, as well as maintenance men working around the clock to keep the country squeaky clean. 3o'bal Masr...<br />
4. Cool army uniforms, especially those berets. It sounds odd, but just trust me.<br />
5. Mana'eesh anyone? Once you've tasted the real stuff, Al Amir just won't do (and neither will Egypt's attempts at reinventing this originally Lebanese specialty).<br />
6. Jeita - It's up for one of the 7 Wonders of Nature. Look it up!<br />
7. Just about anywhere you go, you will find one amazing view after another. Hanan and I eventually got tired of taking pictures because everything was postcard-worthy. In Egypt, most of by picture-taking is limited to odd sights rather than scenery.<br />
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So, to put it briefly, Lebanon is awesome and everyone should go, but you'd better stop by Egypt and visit me too!<br />
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*I know there may be some backlash from a few of you proud Egyptians, so I'm mentally preparing a post with some points arguing the other side, just in case.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138107118691661331.post-73003965574323127052010-07-23T12:14:00.002+03:002010-10-22T20:56:58.557+02:00It's All About PerspectiveSo, I've been here in Egypt a while now and I figure it's about time to do something productive with my thoughts. Most of this will have to be a stream of consciousness because that's how my brain works best, especially here where I can't seem to keep my mind on one thing for more than 3 seconds (think goldfish).<br />
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One thing I couldn't stop wondering in the last few weeks before I came here was whether it would be the way it was last time, the way I remembered. We often build things up in our heads and romanticize them, conveniently forgetting the realities. This can apply to anything in life, but I think it's quite common with places. People do this with childhood memories all the time, and it's to be expected. But I wondered if I was doing the same as an adult (if I can call myself that). To address this, I tried to come up with all the things that used to bother me in Egypt. I made a list in my head and frequently came back to it to make sure I knew what I was getting myself into: Noise, pollution, nosy people, language issues, arrogant "Westernized" society, chaos, and corruption tended to top out the list.<br />
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Even up until the very last moment, I was constantly questioning myself and wondering if I could really re-adapt and look past those irritations. But what I've realized is that, as obvious as this may seem, like people, all places have their virtues as well as their shortcomings. I think that, in part, coming here was a way to prove that to myself, that the world is not black and white, "developed" or "undeveloped," advanced or tragically left behind.<br />
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The conclusion that I've come to is that it all comes down to attitude. In fact, I sincerely believe you can change the course of your entire life simply by adjusting your attitude. Now, I don't pretend to be any Mary Poppins (by the way, she actually wasn't that cheery all the time), but I've learned that my perspective can almost change reality. It's a rewarding sort of challenge...<br />
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Which brings me back to that list of annoyances in Egypt. Noise, pollution, chaos: It's all part of living in a big city, an experience so many excitement-starved suburbanites dream of, being right in the middle of the action. So, what are we complaining about? The city's got it all. I mean, where else can you get Cinnabon delivered to your door at midnight? As for the chaos, here in Egypt we like to use the phrase "organized chaos," meaning it works, so just play along.<br />
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Next on the list, those nosy Egyptians. If you're American, you probably can't stand people getting in your business. I'm not in love with it myself. But guess what? Those meddlesome creatures are the same ones who will rush to your aid at the first sign of crisis. So, is curiosity a fault or a virtue? Maybe it's both.<br />
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And what about my less than stellar Arabic? That's not Egypt's fault; it's my own (or perhaps my parents'). But this is one that I can't blame on Egypt. In any case, I've wished for so long to improve my Arabic skills because of its importance in both society and religion, not to mention the fact that I just find languages fascinating in general. Well, I happen to be in one of the most sought-after destinations in the world for learning Arabic, which is why I've decided to take advantage of that this time (this topic will need its own post).<br />
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When it comes to Westernized Egyptians, I have a hard time keeping myself from ranting, so I'll do my best. Put simply, many Egyptians here are leaving their own culture behind in exchange for the American promise, the promise that if you speak like this, dress like that, and frequent these exclusive hangouts, you will have somehow liberated yourself from Arab backwardness. Again, this will definitely need its own post. However, I do see a positive in this absurd phenomenon. As a true American Egyptian, I feel that I, and many others like me, serve as an example of how we can embrace multiculturalism without betraying ourselves, our origins, and most importantly, our morals and religion.<br />
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As for the last item on my list, all I can say is that where there is power, there is corruption. Simply because it is more transparent in certain countries, such as here in Egypt, does not make those countries, or their people, "bad" or undeserving. Conversely, societies that appear to be incorruptible may simply be better at hiding their dirty laundry. In short, things aren't always what they seem.Green Sherienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01518811891979175604noreply@blogger.com7