When I took those dance workshops at Bambudanza in Madrid back in July, each two-hour class was conducted entirely in Spanish. Here’s the funny thing, I don’t speak Spanish.Read More
I have written briefly in the past about my language-learning adventure, first with French and then with Darija. However, I still have so many people constantly asking me, “How did you do it?” How have I gotten to the point where when I speak Moroccan Arabic people frequently get confused and ask me if maybe someone in my family is from Morocco?
The truth is that it boils down to one thing. The fierce determination to feel like I belong.Read More