My eyes popped open each morning at the amplified sound of the call to prayer. It was my morning wake-up call and the beginning of another week of disciplining rich, apathetic students. At 7:00 A.M., I walked out onto a rare quiet Cairo street and waited for the school van to pick me up. Climbing onto the van, I found a seat alongside the foreign and Muslim teachers, where I was one of only a few women not wearing hijab. Traveling across the globe...
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