I asked how to say tomato, and I found myself in a spontaneous vocab lesson. Majd is an unrelenting teacher. After naming just about everything in sight, I tried to write things down in hopes to remember a few. Majd asked to see my notebook, and at each word, she would shake her head, making a tisk tisk sound, and correct my spelling. She's going to whip my Arabic into shape. Her sister teaches me songs and swear words. (When I wrote those down, Majd first protested in indignance, then corrected my spelling on those too.)
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