Ms. Hoda and the School Uniform

Good morning.
I want you to consider me as your friend.
I’ve been teaching at this school for 35 years.
If you ask around, people will tell you what I’m like.
First of all,
Girls, I know that at this age, you like to flaunt your beauty.
“Look at my long hair!
Look at whatever!”
Here, you must forget about all those things.
The uniform you must wear is a galabiyya.
The kind your mothers wear.
You’re not allowed to wear any tight clothes.
Your hair must be tied back at all times.
Understood?
Save the pedicures and manicures for when you get married, darlings.
As for the boys,
You’re not allowed to use hair gel.
Feel free to use it when you’re going on dates,
But not here!
Those ripped jeans are also forbidden.
It makes you look as if you just came out of a fight.
Class dismissed.

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