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Rania & Matt's Wedding

On Saturday morning, ten a.m. Roman time, Matt & Rania “tied the knot” on the Capitoline Hill, the Campidoglio, overlooking the Roman Forum. They were officially married by the mayor of Rome in a civil ceremony. They both said “yes” and it is now official. America and Palestine have now been united.

I have known both for many years. Matt is the son of Charles and Dianne Keil. His father was a career diplomat and was the Consulate General in Rome for many years. Dianne was the middle school art teacher at the school where I teach. About two years ago Chuck retired from active service after an incredible assortment of experiences and posts throughout the world. He and Dianne have since moved back to the States in retirement bliss.

Rania is another story. I have known her and her family almost since childhood. Palestinian by birth, a citizen of the world, as her new husband is, she rarely takes “no” for an answer. She is a political activist constantly campaigning for the rights of Palestinians. She is a university professor of political science and has already written a number of books on the subject. Her father, an ambassador, represents the Palestinian people to the Italian Republic. Aside from being a statesman he is also a gifted lecturer and I have attended, throughout the years, numerous conferences he has held on the subject. Rania’s early commitment to the Palestinian cause can be seen in her senior year photograph from high school (1989) taken with Arafat. Rania is an ex-student of mine and we have maintained contact throughout the years as I have done with many of my students. At times, I feel as if I have an extended intercultural family throughout the world.

In the first photograph is Charles Keil and Nemer Hammad, followed by Matt’s mom, Dianne, and Rania’s mother, Ghada.


They celebrated their nuptial vows on Marymount’s vast campus. Its rolling green
hills, tennis courts, soccer fields, numerous terraces and its famous umbrella pines made it the perfect setting. I am sure that one day the school where I teach will become an exclusive country club. The location is perfect, just 15 minutes from downtown Rome nestled in the countryside.

Family, friends and well wishers began to gather about seven-thirty that evening and the celebration continued well into the night. I heard that the last of the guests left about four the next morning. We dined on Italian and Mid-Eastern delicacies – there were three antipastos, three first courses, two main courses and then finally Arabic sweets. I must admit that I could have stopped after the rich antipastos.

The evening was orchestrated extremely well. Between courses we were entertained by a well known Lebanese singer and his musicians. Many of the guests couldn’t help but get up and dance to the music. There was also an incredible belly dancer who wove her way dancing through the crowd with a candelabrum as her headpiece. I felt as if I were in down town Cairo at the closure of Ramadan.

What made the evening particularly special for me were the people. Numerous friends of Rania’s and ex-students of mine made their appearance. It was great to “catch up.”
Here is Rania with ex-classmates.

 

 
In the first row of this photo are three women who are all very important in my life. First on your left is Vittoria, the head of our Italian dept. and dear friend, then Sr.A.Marie who is the head of all of the Marymount schools in Europe and also my boss, and next to her is Frieda. Frieda teaches elementary art at Marymount and has been a dear friend for the past 35 years.
A special treat for me was to see Emily Jacir again. Emily is an ex-student of mine who is making her name in the contemporary art world. At her tender young age she has already shown at the Whitney in New York and was recently at the Biennale in Venice. She is a wonderful, gifted young woman and I am very proud of her…plus, she listens to me!

 

I am also very proud of Rania and Matt

and wish them nothing but goodness in this world………………………


 

 
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