It is an interesting realization when you find that you’ve spent a considerable amount of time with someone and still know nothing about them. A week of makeup removers, a semester of FYS and two weeks on a cruise ship over academic travel and it seems now that Nada and I were just in each other’s presence despite numerous conversations shared it seems that our friendship was in fact only at the “Facebook” level. We were “friends” because we knew one another but not because we had any real bond. How long could we have gone on in this mutual acknowledgement, this passive awareness of our shared space? I realize that I was mistaken in thinking that I knew Nada, for I had never actually taken the time to think about her outside of our forced best oil free eye makeup remover. So when I sat down with Nada and began the interview I thought about our previous conversations which although they were genuine were superficial. I had no real knowledge of Nada’s life and even no concrete memory of what we talked about all those times before now.
I guess you would call this a reintroduction for me. We met in the grotto she’d been there seemingly for a while sitting with a group of mainly Arab students. ..
Nada Abdul Ghaffar, born June 2nd 1992 in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia. 12 years in Jeddah Private school, the same school all 12 years. She learned the same general studies as I had science and math and literature though hers was Arabic and mine had been English but she had studied religion as is common in private school, I myself was a product of public education and there for separated church and state like all the good little politically correct tax burdens.