I Kept my Lips Sealed

This summer, I have had the chance to attend an affluent wedding in my village. What characterized the wedding is that the invited sat at many tables no matter how polarizedly different their social classes are. I appreciated this comportment so much. But the discussion that some attendees were involved in did not live up to my expectations. As one of the attendees, I too sat a table with so many wealthy people beside me. As a native ex-villager, I know every single one of them very well. As usual, at weddings, one of the pleasures I take in attending is to make my belly full. As we ate, we soon began to talk. I too involved myself. Suddenly, I felt that I had only been talking at cross purposes; instantly, I kept my lips sealed. I had to do so, for the young boys sitting opposite me told me that they were studying at Al Akhayayn University. When I asked about how much it cost them to study there, I was told ten thousand dirhams a year per each student. I was surprised to death because I as a practicing teacher do not earn this amount during three working years. And these students pay this amount only to study in one single year. That is why I kept my lips sealed until my belly got full and I ran home.