Mr. Darcy and the Mudir

Two of the better English speakers came into the library for the first time today. One said, "In the name of God!" (what you say here when you begin something), grabbed a book, and sat down and read intensely for half an hour. That was exciting.

Now that the kids are so self-contained, I don't really have a lot to do but sit around and read the books myself (I ALmost made them gather today to play Mafia, but they seemed too content and who knows if I can explain it in Arabic?). So I've figured out the movie that will depict my PC experience: a surreal back and forth between the world of Pride and Prejudice and that of the dar chebab. I'm sure we can relate the stories somehow.

"It's raining cats and dogs!" as another student told me today. Everyone is happy because it's good for the farmers. My roof leaks? Nonetheless, I'm happy because it makes me less anxious about the upcoming summer heat, for which any sunshine is a constant reminder.