affirmed that what they suffered from the arbitrary cruelty of the French and their ill-treatment was many times what Napoleon suffered from the English! The King's repeated protests, official and unofficial, availed nothing... Two years passed with Morocco in a state of mourning, expressing its deep feeling and its love for its king in every kind of way: the mosques deserted, the women wrapped in black, and the demands for his return to the throne pouring in from every quarter — this besides the outside pressure for Morocco to be granted her independence... At last the French were compelled to bow to modern history, and the exiled Sultan was invited to Paris to discuss Morocco's independence; and he brought his family with him.
Finally, in the summer of 1955, the Sultan boarded the airplane returning to Rabat, and minutes after him flew his family's plane. Before landing at the airport, the two planes circled over Rabat four times at a low altitude, while the massed crowds cheered and waved to their beloved king. It was a moment in which joy was overwhelming, and royal tears were shed in both planes, moved by that magnificent scene of loyalty — the loyalty of a people to its king... And when Princess Aisha at last stepped down from her plane, throngs of Moroccan women met her, and all at once they lifted their veils and flung them to the ground, crying with one voice: "Long live Aisha! Long live the renaissance of woman! Long live the independence of Morocco!" From that day Princess Aisha was consecrated as the leader of Moroccan womanhood and the symbol of its renaissance.
In the winter of 1956–57 she was permitted to accompany her
brother Prince Hassan to the United States, where he took part in the ceremonies of Morocco's admission to membership in the United Nations. But this journey was not a very happy one, because most of the time was taken up with the banquets and official receptions that the princess detests — this besides her ignorance of English and her consequent inability to mingle in American society, which brought her only boredom and weariness.
The princess by nature has no inclination for formalities. In her dress she prefers Italian "sport" clothes; she touches her lips with a rose red and the nails of her hands and feet with the same color. She is, to a degree, elegant in her simplicity, but far from being extravagant in adornment after the fashion of Frenchwomen.
After her return to Morocco her life took on a special order, filled with duties and responsibilities. She is president of
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