Rose Ghorayeb lets fly a witty joke and sets everyone laughing
In this issue, and in the issues to come, the "Woman's Voice Symposium" will move from the editorial office — its seat until now — to the salons of our readers, in the circles of their gatherings... and from the course of these conversations we shall pluck the choicest and most useful of the fruit and the blossom and
place it faithfully in the readers' hands..
At the home of Mrs. Anissa Rawda Najjar, at a tabbouleh-and-tea party that gathered a bouquet of friends, a small circle formed whose members were discussing the different cultures that have swept over this country and their effect upon us. This subject — the axis of our symposium this month — is broad and many-branched, but the ladies who took it up are the ones best entitled to venture into it, given their wide experience in this field.
There was Mrs. Najla Tannus al-Aqrawi, who took her degree from the Sorbonne and spent many years in Paris, in its cultural and educational atmosphere; there was Miss Rose Ghorayeb, whose services and
valuable guidance in the educational field no one is ignorant of; and there were Mrs. Najjar and Mrs. Shayboub, women of experience and wide knowledge in teaching and upbringing — acquired, no doubt, in giving their children so fine an upbringing!
I came upon them in this session of theirs to find Mrs. Aqrawi singing the beauty of Lebanon — she who has lately returned to the homeland. "Beirut is the loveliest spot on earth," she said... But her love for Beirut did not keep her from being vexed by the crowding and disorder of city life. Yet in fairness one must admit that Beirut, inside its houses, is more beautiful than Paris! Outside, however, Paris outstrips it by stages — Paris, that city of unique