( me looking like I know what I am doing)
Greetings are VERY important in Moroccan culture, so much so that you really only need eight words to semi-survive in Morocco while somewhat looking like you know what you are doing, these are:
salam: hello
labas: good
kulshi: everything
bixir: fine
l-Hamdullah: thanks to be God
inshallah: if God wills
mzyan: good
bslama: goodbye
Below is a typical conversation I have everyday:
Moroccan (who is acting like they know me): Salam!
Me (trying to act cool like I know them but secretly have no idea, did I see them at the hammam the other night?): Salam!
Moroccan: Labas?
Me: Labas inshallah! Labas?
Moroccan: Labas inshallah, kulshi bixir?
Me: Kulshi bixir inshallah! Mzien?
Moroccan: Kulshi mzien inshallah!
Me: Mzien, mzien!
Moroccan: (says something I cannot understand because I do not know that much Darija)
Me: inshallah! (I am asking this hoping it is the right answer, but I really have no idea)
Moroccan: Mzian! (yes! I answered correctly!) Bslama!
Me: Bslama! (thinking to myself that I hope I didn't just get invited to dinner because I have no idea who this person is...)
Story of my life, the end.
Greetings are VERY important in Moroccan culture, so much so that you really only need eight words to semi-survive in Morocco while somewhat looking like you know what you are doing, these are:
salam: hello
labas: good
kulshi: everything
bixir: fine
l-Hamdullah: thanks to be God
inshallah: if God wills
mzyan: good
bslama: goodbye
Below is a typical conversation I have everyday:
Moroccan (who is acting like they know me): Salam!
Me (trying to act cool like I know them but secretly have no idea, did I see them at the hammam the other night?): Salam!
Moroccan: Labas?
Me: Labas inshallah! Labas?
Moroccan: Labas inshallah, kulshi bixir?
Me: Kulshi bixir inshallah! Mzien?
Moroccan: Kulshi mzien inshallah!
Me: Mzien, mzien!
Moroccan: (says something I cannot understand because I do not know that much Darija)
Me: inshallah! (I am asking this hoping it is the right answer, but I really have no idea)
Moroccan: Mzian! (yes! I answered correctly!) Bslama!
Me: Bslama! (thinking to myself that I hope I didn't just get invited to dinner because I have no idea who this person is...)
Story of my life, the end.
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