The next day, I met Lina on our way to the park, and I couldn’t wait to ask her about the upcoming wedding. “Lina, I’m so excited about the wedding, but I don’t know what to wear. Can you help me?” I asked.

Lina smiled and said, “Jessica, for weddings in Morocco, women usually wear a traditional dress called a ‘takchita.'”

“Takchi… what?” I asked.

“Takchita!” Lina repeated, laughing. “It’s a beautiful dress that shows our culture and style.”

I was interested but didn’t know what a takchita looked like. Lina showed me pictures on her phone. The dresses were colorful and had pretty designs. They were so beautiful!

“But where can I buy a takchita?” I asked, wanting to find the perfect one for the wedding.

Lina explained, “In Morocco, many women prefer to have their takchitas made just for them. Skilled tailors can create a dress that fits you perfectly and shows your style.”

I felt excited thinking about wearing a special takchita. “Lina, the wedding is in two days. Can I get one made in time?” I asked hopefully.

Lina laughed and said, “Jessica, making a takchita is like creating a work of art. It takes time and skill. It usually takes at least 10 days to make one. But don’t worry, we’ll find a solution. Let’s look for options together!”

I hurried home to tell my mom about the takchita. She was in the living room reading a book. I couldn’t wait and said, “Mom, I found out what to wear for the wedding!”

Mom smiled and asked, “That’s great, Jessica! What did you find?”

I explained about the takchita, a special Moroccan dress for weddings. I didn’t know where to find one, but Mom remembered something. “I remember now,” she said excitedly. “Nassima, the lady who works at the riad, talked about takchitas. She said we can rent them for special occasions.”

I felt so happy. It seemed like everything was falling into place. Mom called Nassima right away. She asked for directions and, to our surprise, Nassima offered to go with us to find the perfect takchitas.

The next day, Nassima met us at the riad with a warm smile. We explored the vibrant streets of Marrakech, guided by Nassima’s knowledge. We found a lovely boutique tucked away in a busy alley. Inside, the dresses were colorful and smelled like fabric. The owner was friendly and welcomed us. With Nassima’s help, we picked out the perfect takchitas for the wedding.

On the wedding day, Mom and I went to a nearby salon to get our hair done. We talked about my brother, Jacob, who was on a trip with Yassine and his family. I wondered what adventures they were having.

The wedding was incredible. It was a celebration for women only. My dad joined the men in another place. The guests wore stunning dresses. The room smelled delicious with Moroccan food. It was a feast for the eyes and the stomach.

During the ceremony, the women chanted and made joyful sounds. I asked Lina about it. She explained that they were praising Prophet Mohammed. She even showed me how to make those sounds. I tried in a quiet room, but it was hard to get it right. Suddenly, Lina’s mom heard me and laughed. I felt a little embarrassed!

One thing that amazed me was that the bride and groom wore different outfits throughout the celebration. Each outfit was more beautiful than the last. It showed the rich cultural heritage of Morocco. I felt honored to take a picture with the happy couple, my mom, and Lina. It was a moment of pure joy, a memory that I would always treasure.

As I experienced the Moroccan wedding, memories of my aunt Grace’s wedding in the UK came to mind. Two years ago, I witnessed a beautiful ceremony in a grand church with elegant decorations and a peaceful atmosphere. The UK wedding was more formal, with everyone dressed in traditional Western wedding attire. The bride wore a white gown, and the groom looked handsome in a stylish suit. The atmosphere was calm compared to the lively celebration I had just experienced in Morocco.

In contrast, the Moroccan wedding was vibrant and full of energy. The venue was adorned with intricate designs and colorful fabrics. Men and women celebrated separately, with the women wearing beautiful takchitas. The air was filled with laughter, singing, and dancing, creating an electrifying atmosphere that kept everyone in high spirits.

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