I wish someone told me not to get off the car when stopped by a cop as a sign of respect for them.
I wish someone told me not to pick up random kids in the park and kiss them on the cheeks like we do on Morocco without being considered psychos.
In this stunning work of historical fiction, Laila Lalami brings us the imagined memoirs of the first black explorer of Americaa Moroccan slave whose testimony was left out of the official record.
I was born in Aitourir, small Berber village outside of Marrakesh close to the high Atlas mountains. I graduated from high school, then I went to Marrakesh University where I graduated with a bachelor degree in English Literature.