More from the journal I kept while in Morocco
June 27, 2013
First, I’m having a bizarre experience. I am actually in Morocco! What? What?!? We’re leaving Rabat tomorrow. that makes me sad. I’m learning so much. The tv is currently on in the background and set to a channel speaking Darija and I’m able to understand words here and there. More importantly, I’m able to hear Arabic as more than just one long word. There is such beauty in this language. I love Darija. I would love to be fluent. Not literate, but fluent. Learning to write Arabic may be too much. I think it’s a valuable language and I would benefit from learning it. If Jamaica isn’t possible for me to visit consistently, may be Rabat should be my adopted country.
In this post I’ve used “Arabic” and “Darija” interchangeably. They are not. They are two separate languages.