I had dinner tonight with Mohiddine, one of the math teachers at PMF, his wife, Azziza, and their 10-year old son, Naseem (i'm guessing at the spelling of Azziza and Naseem as i haven't seen the names written down). I was a little nervous about going, because, well, i'm not a particularly social person, and i haven't spoken to Mohiddine at school very much. I'm glad i went, though. They're a great family, and i had a really good time.
None of them speak English, so my French was well-exercised this evening. I held my own, even in a discussion of French & American politics and the impact of China on the world economy. Naseem asked me tons of questions about the US, and i quizzed him on the early French kings (mostly Clovis and Charlemagne).
All three of them piled in the car when it was time to take me home, even though Naseem had to be woken up. Mohiddine spent the ride being a back seat driver to Azziza. She couldn't see through the windshield very well, because it was fogged up, and Mohiddine kept saying things like, "Doucement, doucement", which means "gently, gently". It was a nice evening that included a lot of laughter. Oh, and i recommend Moroccan wine, if you can find any.
