Entertainment
My grandmother Zeinab’s radio sent me to sleep every night for as long as I can remember. Ever since I could sleep away from my mother, and in my grandmother’s room, the radio played quietly in the background. In the darkness and silence of a room meant for sleep, the radio’s faint green light illuminated the rug by the bed, and the familiar voices of Egyptian actors and singers, Amina Rezk, Fouad el-Mohandes, or Mohamed Kandeil hummed. I would lie…
