- On the way to and from school Little African children along the road usually shout something along the lines of "Mzungu bye bye." So the other day Terry and I were kinda freaked out when we heard them shouting "Mzungu ass-hole." We're not actually sure if it's asshole or if it's just something in Lusoga that sounds like asshole. But yeah it's distinctly possible that parents are teaching their kids to tell us we're assholes...
- On my way home from school the other day I found some kids standing under a tree waiting for berries to fall down. There were some other kids in the tree shaking the branches and throwing down berries. The berries tasted absolutely disgusting but the kids seemed to love them. So when they found out I didn't like them they convinced me to climb to the top of the tree and shake the branches the little kids couldn't reach in the tree. I guess it's really funny to watch a Mzungu climb a tree cuz they were laughing the whole time.
- I'm sure everyone will be shocked to learn that my best friend in the house (David excluded) is the cook. I help her make dinner/do chores and in return she cooks me extra Chapatis. It's a pretty sweet deal really.
- My P6 class did a terrible job with their homework last week so in class I told them we wouldn't have any fun. I just made them sit down and write me essays about growing up, their life at St. Jude's and their dreams for the future. I copied down my favorite three to share with you:
- Joshua wrote: I am a student at St. Jude Holy Cross Primary school and I like stay here. We alway have fun here. When mr. sam come in he teaches for 30 minutes and the remaining minutes he asks as that we want him to do for as he knows lapping (read: rapping) and some small games (hangman). When we go out for break, lunch and at 9:30 we play ragib (rubgy), football, and some girls play netball (kinda like basketball) and Rollay (no idea what that is but apparently I play it with them...) He is a good teacher and I like it Jude.
- This one takes some explanation. Terry once taught the kids French so they asked me to teach them some French. I told them I could teach them Spanish but after a while they just started shouting out World Cup countries and asking to learn those languages so we kinda did a little of everything. So Wambuzi Joseph wrote the following: I sometimes speak and learn some other languages like spanish, Germand, Korea. Here I am and when I speak I miz them so here I am. Quiero zapatos, quas juhng sheel ado de gayo, graci. a story in these languages
Mein Vagon Kaput
I visited my home and the said quiero zapatos. I said to them danke. They welcomed me saying prego. I said danke. Then my my father said buenas tardes Joseph. and then he said me encanta Joseph. I replied me encanta father.
He said mein swein, burro are lost. I said before morning Guten Morgen. He said Guten Tag.
Anyways that's all for now. I only have three days of school left and that's it for St. Jude. So you can expect one or two more goodbye blogs and then I think that'll be all.
He said mein swein, burro are lost. I said before morning Guten Morgen. He said Guten Tag.
- he may have butchered a few terms but overall he did a pretty damn good job.
- Abdul wrote" My mother produce me when I am old enough. When she produce me I was clying and she give me her brest and i feed on it for nine month and i grow up in six year and i go to school. but at school i very stubborn boy.
- The word stubborn here means pretty much whatever you want it to. You misbehave in class, you're stubborn. You're a bad dancer, you're stubborn. If you're late, sometimes you're stubborn. I've never heard it this way but I assume that if you are actually stubborn they would call you stubborn. But really who knows.
Anyways that's all for now. I only have three days of school left and that's it for St. Jude. So you can expect one or two more goodbye blogs and then I think that'll be all.
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