The funny thing about your husband having the same name as the new President of the US?- The attention you get when you are on any line, waiting to be called.
When he first arrived in the US in 2004, he was detained by airport security. Apparently, he looked “suspicious”- aka he had brown skin.
My husbans is of middle-eastern descent, like me. My parents, as well as his, were born and raised in Israel. His grandparents (and my maternal grandparents) were born in Yemen.
Yemen also happens to be the homeland of Osama Bin Laden. The main difference is, we are of Jewish faith and not terrorists
Yemenite people tend to be dark skinned; brown.
The Yemenite people also have a very rich culture.
My mom’s parents and ancestry is from Yemen. Funny enough, my mom is pretty light skinned.
Every summer we would travel to Israel and stay for two months in my grandparent’s home. I loved being around my grandmother in particular because although she arrived in Israel in her teens, she kept the Yemenite traditions very much alive.
My grandmother wore dresses with long pants underneath and she adored necklaces and jewelry. She wore her hair covered with a hanker-chief.
I even had a traditional Yemenite wedding before my actual wedding:
I can still taste my grandmother’s Yemenite Soup and Jachnoon (rolled up buttery dough that is baked overnight).
I can still see her standing by the stove at 3am on a Friday morning, baking the traditional Yemenite bread (called Lachooch) so that my grandfather would have it first thing when he woke up.
I feel honored and privileged that I was raised within that culture. Unfortunalty, the older generation- the people I grew up with and learnt from- are slowly fading away. I am sad that my children will not have the honor of truly knowing their cultural roots, by being around amazing people with such a rich cultural history.