Elesh? Elesh?

While that translates to “Why? Why?”, it could also be taken as “alas, alas”! Just as I’m thinking that I’m improving my language, I get a reminder that I need to keep the appt w/Eziz this afternoon to see if he can replace Saida as my REK tutor!

The President of the Coop returned from Rabat full of news-she was at a key meeting of weaving cooperatives and the Ministry of Artisana and Tourism last week-and she wanted to share the news with all of us this morning. I’m sitting in, listening and trying to catch whatever I can from the conversation. OK. Back to work. Then I tell her about my friend from Sefrou/Fez who has volunteered to help them come up w/a logo, ok? OK. Then, Fatima K. and Nate arrive. (Fatima K helped start the coop, is from REK, speaks excellent English and was a PC LCF for one of our CBT groups-great resource!). The President updates Fatima on the Rabat meeting, and this time I get a translation. Do they want to work on a logo I had asked? Duh! One of the outcomes of the Rabat meeting is that it is now mandatory that each coop has a unique “mark”. And, oh yes, they need brochures immediately. So this is great-exactly what I’ve started working with them on is what the Minstry is requiring. It’s only by luck that Fatima shows up so I know about this wonderful convergence of ideas! Geez.

Then to top it off, Nate and I go for lunch to our typical egg-kaskrut place. I order “gir hlib”. Nathan asks what did I order? The usual-hlib! Uh, Lynn, that’s milk. Sh**. Egg is bid. But the guy knows what I always order, right? I drank my entire glass of warm sweet milk, just as I ordered, for lunch-with a side of humility! Grrrrr.

Like I said, I’ll keep my appt w/Eziz to sign up for more tutoring this afternoon……..