The Moroccan Tea
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Overview
When I attended a Moroccan women’s morning tea party and asked if I could stay, Fatima replied, “Of course you can stay, we are the same!” This phrase guided me on my journey with my Moroccan neighbors. My body and mind were like a sponge, absorbing everything around me. Moroccan tea became a metaphor for a safe and warm place. A place where it doesn’t matter what language we speak, where we can communicate through gestures, a place where we can be so different, yet so similar.
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