A Few Weeks In

There's a popular saying throughout the Muslim world, which is Insha'Allah. Translated it means ‘God Willing’. The Qur'an states that no Muslim should talk about the future without adding a dash of Insha'Allah into the statement. Kuwait seems to run off of 'Gods will'. With 94% of Kuwaitis employed in the government sector (cradle to grave welfare state) you can imagine how slowly the government runs. When do I get my civil ID? In Insha'Allah, it will come. It is all in the plan, Allah says so.

 

As for teaching, it seems every day is a new learning experience. In the classroom I feel like a cross between Cesar Milan and a UN Peace Keeper (Egyptian, Syrian, Lebanese, Iranian, Palestinian and Kuwaiti students make up the classroom demographic). On the streets of Hawally (a district I live in), I feel like a displaced refugee circa Gulf War 91'. Garbage, sand and decay blanket the streets, with garbage kitties prowling for chicken snacks wraps. I live in the immigrant section of town and aesthetic beauty seems to be the last thing on the residents and governments minds. It makes the streets of China and Vietnam look like 1st world countries. I'm fortunate to live here though, as food is cheap, the cultures rife and people are friendly.

The collection of co-workers at my school is excellent and I've been pleased with the expat/embassy socials. Time is passing quickly and I look forward to heading to Sri Lanka for a week’s holiday in late October!