Life in Iran 🇮🇷

Perhaps you’re familiar with the phrase “basketball can take you places,” but I never imagined it taking me to Iran. Initially when the country was brought to my attention I assumed the worst, including my friends and family, mainly because of the rumors we‘ve heard and what is projected to us through the television. Or maybe because it also sounds like Iraq. Through the uncertainties and doubts, my love for the game led me to a 5 month agreement.

Being in the Middle East was an experience for the books. I wish people had the opportunity to come and find out themselves because words don’t quite describe what it’s really like. I’ve been faced with many challenges and differences but the dress code undoubtably stands out the most. Iran’s leaders are Arabic therefore the hijab is enforced for women. Along with the hijab, women are expected to wear three quarter sleeved shirts, pants, and something called a mantu which is basically any long top that covers a woman's butt. I was sick when I first arrived because I was still trying to adapt to the climate and my body was not reacting in the most positive way. As the seasons changed the hijab became less of a problem because it got really cold there, they have snow.

Along with the clothing, there were days where the food didn't sit well with me but that was just certain Persian dishes. If all else failed I cooked or ate fast food. The restaurants also had really good American food, and as far as I know Iran has the best steaks.

I am genuinely grateful for my experience. Despite our judgement, Iranians are some of the nicest people. My teammates were so great. Genuinely some of the sweetest and thoughtful people I have ever met. They really became my friends and I actually miss them so much.. we laughed, cried, joked, cooked, hooped, everything. Major best friend vibes. Not only were they dope but their families loved me and pretty much anyone I met during my time there. I would love to return to Tehran to play and see everyone again. Im not saying everything was perfect but the pros outweighed the cons indefinitely.

The biggest lesson I learned from Iran is to just relax and not stress knowing things will always be ok, followed up with love. Not just love but expressing and showing your love with no regrets. The peace and love they share in their country is admirable. No violence. No fights. No judgments. Just understanding one another and love. My biggest goal right now is to continue to live my life with the same compassion and acceptance they exemplified during my time in their presence. <3

Thank you Iran!