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I was looking forward to going in the Nile again. When we got to the village (Suhe) everyone was happy to see us. They waved and yelled. The day started with us sitting in one of Mohammed's sitting rooms drinking soda. Mohammed works for one of the tour agencies we use here in Aswan. |
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I already consider myself
Nubian, but that was almost superficial. Now I feel a real connection
to real Nubian people. I didn't realize until about halfway into the
peeling, that I was helping with preparation for our lunch. Just being in the village trying to speak kinzee, walking with them, preparing food with, swimming in the Nile with them, dancing with them, and just plain being in their company makes me feel a part of them. It validated my claim that I am indeed Nubian. |
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Memoir
in Diary form (Part
7)
Today
we woke up at usual time, to be down to breakfast at 8:30. I was anxious
to get to the village because we had so much fun there yesterday. 
We
sat there for about 15 minutes. I didn't get the point of us sitting
there so I got up to find some of the women. When I walked out, Zanaab
was pealing some garlic cloves. Zanaab is one of the very few women
in the village who speaks some English. I immediately sat down and she
gave me some garlic to peel. It was the best feeling to be in involved
in interacting with the Nubians.
