The school hosted a dinner party at a restaurant in Beirut for Teacher Appreciation Day.
So I got dressed up.
I put that thing on my head. When I was showing one of my friends in the souq earlier that day what I was going to be wearing, he was like, "Don't wear that. You'll look stupid."
And he told my friend, another teacher, who was with me, "Don't let her wear that."
But she was like, "What can I do?"
And so of course, I wore it, and of course it was a big hit.
Here's Neda and I dancing, with the singer and band behind us.
New York, Lebanon, Palestine, race, teaching, migrant domestic workers, war, and some recipes
April 10, 2006
The Teacher's Dinner Party
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Never let anyone question how fabulous you think you look.
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