You Did This to Yourself

“You did this to yourself”. The words echoed painfully in my ears as they slowly entered my system. I was just sitting, taking a breath after work before I’d head home and start my everyday routine as a mom of a 3 year old. I didn’t ask for comments, for judgement, and least of all…

What we don’t tell our kids…

There’s a lot that parents don’t tell their kids when they grow up. This is a thought that I have been going over for days now. Growing up I always had this lovely, flowery idea of myself as a child: that I was a kind, considerate, helpful, always-smiling semi-angel. And most of this perception was…

Quarantined in Cairo

This is our third week into quarantine. After the decision made by the Egyptian government during the first week  of March, to close all schools and nurseries for at least two weeks, that were later extended into a month, I’ve pretty much stayed home with my son. We moved quite swiftly into distance teaching via…

What now?

I like goals. I need goals. Have always needed. I consider myself a very motivated person when it comes to everything and anything I do. However, that motivation always stems from a goal that I have set for myself, whether it is academic success in high school or university or a personal or social milestone…

Post-uni Vibes

Often when we are busy with work or school or life generally, we sometimes try to imagine what it would feel like if we weren’t that busy. It’s hard to picture to be honest. Especially during my fourth year in college, it just felt like the impossible: freedom, relaxation and nothing specific to do by…

Goodbye, Cairo University

Yesterday, Tuesday the 23rd of April, I attended the very last lectures of my undergraduate university studies. The realization that four entire years have passed with the same routine, lectures, study, exams, summer, go back and repeat is just a bit overwhelming. I have to admit that there have been days that I have wished…

Reviewing 2018

It is hard to even begin thinking of how I would be able to put this year into words. But if I had to choose one word, just one word to describe, symbolize, and represent this past year, I’d say healing. Carrying a baby for 9 months and eventually giving birth to him was the…

What I learned from university in Egypt

Four years of university are slowly coming to an end. At the beginning of fourth year, reading my peers’ Facebook posts praising the faculty and practically writing poetry on their love towards it made me feel almost irritated. I didn’t feel like that at all. Quite the opposite. I felt happy to finally leave the…