After dinner, when Baba goes to wash up, I tug on Mama’s sleeve. “When you go,” I say, “how will I know who I am?”
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I understand. This is a self-identified Male story. I claim this because sports taught me how to be a Male within its context. I wanted so badly, as a young man, to become that Male: an American Boy. Think, Estelle.*
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by Fady Joudah
Without the untranslatable the translatable is nonviable. The untranslatable, too, is a biologic imperative. At the gene level, an intron is a noncoding sequence that indicates where the translatable sequence is. And the untranslatable is a cosmic imperative as well. The Arabic dark matter with which English light seems unwilling to interact.
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