A brief consideration of cultural differences in morocco


A brief consideration of cultural differences in morocco

Cultural considerations are important here, too, since Marrakech residents, like most Moroccans, expect visitors to dress modestly. ... Visitors should bring short-sleeved shirts, knee-length shorts and jeans or pants in light-weight materials .

I was curious about what results Google would pull up when I searched for “Morocco” and “Earth Day.” According to The Independent, a British news source, Morocco is the first “African, Muslim, and Arab state” to participate in the US-led Earth Day initiative. However, this initiative only began in 2010, and Morocco still has a lot of work to do to ensure that their portion of the Earth stays clean. There are countless things I love about Morocco, but one thing I am less enthusiastic about is the dirt and smells that abound in the major cities, like Rabat. While my travelling experience is limited and I imagine that many other countries struggle with the cleanliness of their cities, my time in Morocco has helped me to appreciate the general emphasis on the cleanliness of cities in the States.
                I suppose this aspect may simply be a reflection of Morocco’s different infrastructural priorities. Morocco is busy updating other public services – for example, the glamorous new city tram in Rabat was completed only a couple years ago. The tram is a handy and inexpensive way to travel through the city, passing by the medina (old city) and through the new parts of Rabat as well. It’s fascinating to me to see the tram pass by the medina walls, some of which are several centuries old – it’s a clear example of the intricate relationship between modern and traditional. This dichotomy manifests itself in numerous ways, not the least of which is socially.


Bab al-Had tram stop in Rabat
                While Morocco is, if anything, a country with a culture nearly impossible to accurately describe, it’s safe to say that some of the biggest differences can be found between the rural and the urban. One obvious difference is the lack of modern amenities in the countryside and the abundance of sprawling villas hidden by walls that are ornately decorated and covered with lush vines and bushes, effectively protecting against prying eyes. However, the differences extend more deeply than this. While I find Moroccans, on the whole, to be very welcoming, one thing the cities seem to lack, or at least have noticeably less of, is the classic Moroccan hospitality which has earned a well-deserved reputation all over the world. People in the country side may have less in the way of material goods, but they will be quicker to invite you to share their meal and offer you a place to sleep.
                Another obvious difference is the styles of dress. While traditional dress (jellebah) is still common in the major cities, even highly-westernized Rabat, traditional dress is worn almost exclusively in rural areas. Even within the city, however, you find an interesting blend of the old and new: women wearing jeans and a head dress. This style is by no means new but can still be rather contentious as conservative Muslims might suggest that the fittedness of pants is inappropriate. Still yet there are countless others who wear exclusively western clothes: shorts, skinny jeans, low-cut shirts, and t-shirts with all manner of logos and advertisements.
                Again, these aspects are just two small fish in the sea of diversity that is Morocco. (I hope to expand on the concept of diversity and the relationship between traditionalism and modernization at a later time.)  I may miss one minor aspect of home, but I am enthralled by the beauty of Moroccan society


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No-so-hidden Gem of Morocco


No-so-hidden Gem of Morocco

We have just over a week left here in Morocco and are starting to wrap up our work. We have been testing the prototype sand filter every day.

One of my Moroccan friends told me that sometimes foreigners don’t know that Morocco is a country, but that they have heard of Casablanca. While most Americans may know about Morocco, I feel that there is also this emphasis on Casablanca in American culture. After all, who hasn’t dreamed about spending an exciting night at Rick’s Café Américain, talking with the big shots as you listen to Sam pound away on the piano? Needless to say, there is far more to Morocco than what most people hear and read about. I recently had the opportunity to experience one such gem that is often overlooked, especially by Moroccans themselves!


I have to be fair – I also didn’t think about snow covered peaks when I thought of Morocco. However, my weekend spent hiking Mount Toubkal, the highest mountain in North Africa, has been one of the best weekends in Morocco so far. My five friends and I set out late Thursday evening after we finished our classes to arrive in Marrakech, where we spent the night. We got up at about six in the morning and took a petit taxi to the grand taxi stand (petit taxis take only three passengers and are for intra-city travel; grand taxis take six passengers and travel between cities and towns), to continue our (squashed) leg of the journey to the Berber town of Imlil. We climbed out of the taxi, asked for directions out of the town, and began our ascent. Along the way, we befriended a Liverpuddlian who initially was very irritated after having been misdirected back down to Imlil. We set him straight and continued our way up the mountain. When we were sure of our bearings, we paused to eat breakfast, which consisted of bread, peanut butter, dried fruit, and nuts – what would more or less be our next four meals as well.  We finished our meal and continued our fairly uneventful hike up to the refuge on the side of the mountain, pausing fairly often to enjoy the scenery.
I wasn’t sure what to expect about the hostel, but I was surprised by the hustle and bustle of what seemed to be a relatively large-scale operation. The hostel had more than 100 beds and as far as I could tell, the only Moroccans there were the ones who ran it. Everyone else who crowded into the small common area were mostly Europeans, resulting in a cornucopia of languages. One of the most surprising things was how proficient the Moroccans (of Amazigh/Berber descent) were in classic Arabic. One of my teachers explained that in the rural and mountainous areas, madrasas, or religious schools are more prominent, resulting in students being very well acquainted with the formal Arabic from the Qur’an.

After spending the night at the hostel, we got up early to begin our trip to the summit. The accumulation of snow on the ground increased quickly and although the temperature was initially comfortable, the winds at the top of the peak quickly tore away any semblance of heat. We didn’t stay long at the summit, but we did enjoy the spectacular view of the Saharan desert through the other cloud-shrouded peaks. After what was little more than a controlled fall/slide down the side of the mountain through the snow, we rested at the hostel before continuing down the mountain to return home to Rabat.


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Making Big Decisions in MOROCCO


Making Big Decisions in MOROCCO

Not only do I try to spend as much of my time enjoying the day-to-day culture of Morocco,  I keep busy with the academic side of things also.  So, I was pretty excited when my Fall break finally came. I really wrestled with what I wanted to do and where I wanted to go. I wanted to make the most of my time in Morocco, but it could be a long time before I would be this close to Europe again. In the end, I decided to spend my time in Spain (and actually Portugal too, after a spontaneous decision to alter my itinerary). During my travels, I met quite a few other American students also studying abroad. We went through the usual routine of asking about each other’s background and current activities. Some of them were surprised to discover that a fellow American student was studying in Morocco, while some others weren’t at all impressed by this information. I suppose both of their outlooks make sense to me – I think that studying abroad anywhere takes a certain amount of initiative and sense of adventure. At the same time, Morocco is a bit off the beaten path and however true (or false), has a reputation for being a land of magic and mystery.

If you want to study abroad, you have to be determined and persistent. As easy as any university makes it to study abroad, all students will face a variety of difficulties when applying for their program overseas. For example, I was passed like a hot potato from teacher to administrator, trying to track down syllabi for the classes I would be taking here to give to administrators at home to ensure that my credits would transfer. My greatest challenge was that my scholarship to my home university would  not apply towards my program here in Morocco. Despite these obstacles, they were relatively minor in the end, and it has been totally worth it to study here. I firmly believe that you can’t put a price on studying abroad – for every student, it’s a unique and remarkable experience.
The mountainous landscape close by the town of Chefchaouen
There are several reasons why I decided to study abroad in the Middle East/North Africa region, and more specifically, Morocco. As I briefly mentioned when I introduced myself, I first and foremost wanted somewhere to continue my studies of the Arabic language. I’m often asked why I decided to study Arabic, and I suppose it’s because it seems as though so many Americans *don’t* know it…or anything else about Arabic speaking peoples. Many Americans have some serious misperceptions about the Arab world, probably stemming primarily from the misleading sensationalism of the media.  I am fortunate to have a brother in law from Morocco who is a wonderful guy and has been instrumental in helping me avoid misinformation. I hope to deepen my knowledge of the Arabic language, Islam, and the Arab world so that I can help to dispel some of these stereotypes that others have. Furthermore, Morocco isn’t exactly the mysterious, romantic land as it’s frequently portrayed to be. To me, it’s even more magical than people imagine, but this manifests itself in different ways. While Morocco does indeed have old cities that enthrall visitors with a rush of colors, smells, and sounds, and has the awe-inspiring boundlessness of the desert, I am constantly fascinated by how diverse Moroccan culture is, especially when it comes to the influence from the period of colonization under the French and its impacts on the traditional Moroccan styles of living. Morocco allows me to immerse myself not only in Arabic, helping me to better grasp the language, but in a culture that seamlessly blends what might ordinarily seem like irreconcilable differences.


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