I’ve already made a few posts regarding my observations on the experiences of women in rural Morocco, but I’ve come to the conclusion that it might serve me to take a break from writing second-hand analyses of their situation. Instead, I want to let their own words take center stage. Here is my first interview, hopefully there will be more to come.
So it finally happened: I’ve pissed off people in my town. Was it the typical faux pas that Peace Corps Volunteers commit? Did I sleep with a local or smoke a cigarette? Nope. I tried to get women to come to my English classes.