Tag Archive | manners

Egyptian Culture, Part 4: Powdered Sugar Mustaches

Hospitality is every Egyptian’s middle name. I swear I’ve been lifted to an unbelievable level of good manners here, and I’m enjoying it much more, now that I’m getting used to it. Our first year back, we lived in our city apartment. All of my husband’s huge social circle beat a path to our door, welcoming him home and greeting his new foreign wife. I cringed whenever the doorbell rang, but now it’s getting easier, as I’m learning the rules guiding everyone’s behavior. For example, Islam encourages nicer replies to any greetings received, and often this inspires beautiful rounds of compliments and blessings. It’s lovely, but so much sugar is rich for my etiquette-challenged blood. There are huge numbers of correct responses to correct greetings. Also, speaking to different classes of people requires an unending variety of appropriate titles to address your guests, particularly in gatherings with people whose names are found (or needed) in your contact list!

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Poem: “Damn Cold Day!”

“DAMN COLD DAY!”

“Damn cold day today!”
He entered on the attack.

“Indeed it is, Sir,
A very fine one, at that!”

Uninvited, unwelcome,
And lacking in tact,

“Your house looks like crap,”
He scowled and growled back.

“Indeed it is, Sir,
A very fine one at that!”

I faced him, smiling,
Never giving him my back.

He sneered at me boldly
And tried another tack,

Cursing like a sailor,
“That’s a damn ugly cat!”

“Indeed it is, Sir,
A very fine one at that!”

Unable to argue,
I watched his face turn black.

Disgusted and confused, he spit,
“I’ll be right back!”

“You’re welcome anytime, Sir,
Please do come back!”

I sat there and waited, but
He never came back.

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“Damn Cold Day!” © 1/26/2014 Aisha Abdelhamid

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Written and submitted for the Speakeasy Fiction Slam And Poetry Jam, Post #146. This week’s prompt is to be used as the last sentence: “I sat there and waited, but he never came back.” The video prompt to be referenced is “C is for Contrafibularity,“ and I referenced it by using the first two lines of the clip.

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