Phobia: a working wife

Phobia: a working wife

I said to my wife: "How about going out to work?" She shouted at me: "You greedy man! You'd sell your honour for a bit more money!" I said: "Of course not… I don't want you to be a dancer… be a teacher, or even work for a charity, and keep all the money for […]

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Phobia: a working wife

Marriage, made to order

The day my uncle married me to his daughter, he sat haggling with me over her price… sorry, her dowry… When I talked to him about building a home together, he demanded a ready-made house, fully furnished. I talked about starting our life; he talked about my death and who would inherit from me. I […]

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Phobia: a working wife

Afraid of the monkey

Once upon a time there was a monkey, a little one, smaller than a chimpanzee. It was a performing monkey, the kind that does acrobatics to draw a crowd, and its owner had taught it to pick pockets. Whenever people gathered to watch, the monkey robbed them when they weren't looking. One day there was […]

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Phobia: a working wife

Afraid of upsetting the family

One day my uncle called me in and began a long lecture about life, commitment, family and how he would soon die. As I had heard this lecture a thousand times, I pretended to listen carefully, until he reached a new sentence: "Fattoumeh… a lovely girl…" A waterfall of cold sweat washed over me, and […]

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