advertising or not

Posted in Uncategorized by Diana on April 30, 2011

Business Week: Sao Paolo: The City That Said No To Advertising

NYT: NeochaEdge Matches Chinese Artists With Global Brands

I watched “Art and Copy.” Next, I want to watch “The Greatest Movie Ever Sold.”

Nike’s created some really powerful, some might say inspirational, ad campaigns targeted at females:

“A woman is often measured by the things she cannot control. She is measured by the way her body curves or doesn’t curve, by where she is flat or straight or round. She is measured by 36-24-26 and inches and ages and numbers, by all the outside things that don’t ever add up to who she is on the inside. And so if a woman is to be measured, let her be measured by the things she can control, by who she is and who she is trying to become. Because every woman know, measurements are only statistics and statistics lie.”

“You were born a daughter. You looked up to your mother. You looked up to your father. You looked up at everyone. You wanted to be a princess. You thought you were a princess. You wanted to own a horse. You wanted to be a horse. You wanted your brother to be a horse. You wanted to wear pink. You never wanted to wear pink. You wanted to be a Veterinarian. You wanted to be President. You wanted to be the President’s Veterinarian. You were picked last for the team. You were the best one on the team. You refused to be on the team. You wanted to be good in algebra. You hid during algebra. You wanted the boys to notice you. You were afraid the boys would notice you. You started to get acne. You started to get breasts. You started to get acne that was bigger than your breasts. You wouldn’t wear a bra. You couldn’t wait to wear a bra. You couldn’t fit into a bra. You didn’t like the way you looked. You didn’t like the way your parents looked. You didn’t want to grow up. You had your first best friend. You had your first date. You had your second best friend. You had your second first date. You spent hours on the telephone. You got kissed. You got to kiss back. You went to the prom. You didn’t go to the prom. You went to the prom with the wrong person. You spent hours on the telephone. You fell in love. You fell in love. You fell in love. You lost your best friend. You lost your other best friend. You really fell in love. You became a steady girlfriend. You became a significant other. YOU BECAME SIGNIFICANT TO YOURSELF. Sooner or later, you start taking yourself seriously. You know when you need a break. You know when you need a rest. You know what to get worked up about and what to get rid of. And you know when it’s time to take care of yourself, for yourself. To do something that makes you stronger, faster, more complete. Because you know it’s never too late to have a life. And never too late to change one. Just Do It.”

“You do not have to be your mother unless she is who you want to be. You do not have to be your mother’s mother, or mother on your father’s side. You may inherit their chins or their hips or their eyes, but you are not destined to become the woman who came before you, you are not destined to live their lives. So if you inherit something, inherit their strength. If you inherit something, inherit their resilience, because the only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.”

“Do not resist chances. Take them like vitamins. Let go of the brakes. See what happens if you go five more miles. Footbridges be damned, find your own way across. Don’t worry about the bumps and bruises. Your body can take them. Don’t steer around the bits that scare you, go over them, go through them. Do something the guys in the bowling league would be terrified of. You feel your chin rise up from your chest, and you’ll be able to see what’s around you. What’s ahead of you. And there will be one less thing you cannot do. JUST DO IT.”


living lessons from Morocco

Posted in Uncategorized by Diana on April 29, 2011

This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, Love to complete your life.

– Anonymous

NYT: Lara Logan of CBS Talks About Her Assault in Egypt

Living lessons from Morocco: In order for a society to “advance,” males need to respect their females. Learn better, act better, teach better.

blast in Kech cafe / souk bus to Casa

Posted in Uncategorized by Diana on April 28, 2011

NYT: Blast in Morocco Café Kills at Least 14

Message from Peggy, PC/Morocco’s director:

Several Volunteers have asked if we plan to consolidate due to the bombing incident in Marrakech.   I have been in touch with the Regional Security Officer at the Embassy and with security people in Washington DC.   We have no plans to consolidate at this time.   We will communicate with you if that decision changes.     While we think the need is unlikely you should review your Emergency Action Plan and think about what you should take with you should we ask you to consolidate.

No evacuation or consolidation at this point. I’m safe and all PCVs are accounted for. To this I say, “lHamdullah.”

Taking the souk bus to Casablanca is faster (not to mention cheaper!) than the train.

their dreams of America

Posted in Uncategorized by Diana on April 27, 2011

In a few weeks, I’m going home (to America!) for  few weeks for some much needed R&R. Besides my family, PCVs, and a few friends back home, no one knows I’m going home. (Well, now my blog readers do.)

Anyway, why is it then that all everyone seems to have talked about today with me is America?

“When do you leave for America?”

“Are you taking me with America with you?”

“Marry me. Be my second wife so that you can take me to America with you. Morocco is a mess.”

It almost makes me wish for the “Chinese” identity again. At least then no one said take me back to China with you.

Really now, it takes more than people think to “make it” and “be successful,” Or, in the Moroccan mindset, “have money.” Dollar bills don’t grow on American trees.

garlic and oyster sauce

Posted in Uncategorized by Diana on April 26, 2011

TEDTalk: Sarah Kay: If I should have a daughter…

New dish: garlic and oyster sauce “stir fry” with zucchini and bell peppers. Next time I want to add eggplant. And draw out the garlic flavor more. Eat with a bowl of rice. Pair with a glass of soy milk. Delicious.

My appetite has increased dramatically the last few days. No, I’m not pregnant – that’s an impossibility right now. Rather, I think it’s because I’m stressed…or will be stressed. My subconscious is preparing me for that by teling me to eat. A lot. Anything and everything. Yikes.

Lately, I’ve been having trouble sleeping. It could be due to allergies and not being able to breathe through one or both nostrils thus having to breathe through my mouth. It could be due to the random knocks coming from my front door sometimes.

By the way, my house has been in poor shape, largely due to the fact that I’m gone a lot. Am I perverse for being “proud” of its cleaning in progress appearance whenever Moroccans have dropped by unexpectedly to my house? They stand at my door, wanting to enter, but I keep the explanation simple: My house is dirty so I am cleaning it. By myself.

I don’t know if I’ll have enough motivation to clean each room before my next round of travels but it’s okay. I will have a summer project if nothing else. Haha.