Hello,
My beard is loving Tazania. It has lots of buddies here and it feels very at home. I think it would stay here forever if I let it. There is a large Muslim population here and because of my beard, many people assume that I too am Muslim. It's interesting to feel like such an outsider on the inside and an insider on the outside.
While I was at training in Atlanta, a Canadian counterpart told me that I looked as if I were a member of a certain tribe in Canada where beards, like mine, signify marriage, much like a wedding ring.
I think it's fascinating how my facial hair is interpreted. like art under my chin.
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