While in middle school a younger student came to me to see how much English I knew. He tested me with different words from his English book and then asked me for the English version of some Persian words. He asked me what پیچ was in English and a little while later, while completely butchering the pronunciation, asked me if I knew what screw screwy meant. I didn't and when he told me what it meant I was very tempted to punch him in the face for being so lame.
On our first day of school and after lunch, much to my horror I heard the loudspeakers ask that all 4th and 5th graders perform their ablutions and prepare for prayers. I was well aware of the religious nature of the school and so confessing that I didn’t know how to pray was out of the question. I hunted Hooman down and still weary of with how much I could trust him, I only confessed to not knowing how to do ablutions. After getting over his initial shock, he advised me to just go to the faucets and start splashing water on my face and hands and hope that no one took too much notice. The prayers themselves were group prayers done silently which meant that I could simply copy whatever everyone else was doing around me. But even that would have its challenges. After we finished our first prayer, the 5th grader sitting next to me, Shahrestani, turned to me and asked, “Did you not pray?” “Of course I did,” I lied. “I just noticed you were looking around a lot so I assumed you didn’t. Tr...