The other day I pumped up my new football. I’ve got big plans of teaching and playing a lot American sports this summer, so I had a bunch of frisbees, baseball equipment, and a football sent out to me. A few minutes later, I realized that I had just been sitting there holding the football, feeling the grip and 7-9 PSI of air pressure. It just made me feel American having it in my hands.
Then I heard the tea kettle overflowing on the stove and remembered that I’m Moroccan.
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