I have had an interesting week in Bangata with my family.
While I am still getting the hang of things, I am getting better acquainted. Everyday
I become closer with my homestay family, who are all extremely loving. My Babu
(grandpa) hugs me daily and tells me that he loves me and last night my Mama
called me her firstborn daughter. I am exhausted by 8:00 after a full day of
school, helping my Mama at home, and playing soccer in the yard with the 13
neighbor kids that love to hang out.
The kids here are expected to help with the work around the
house and yesterday my Mama told a neighbor kid to go get tree branches to use
as a broom, and I watched as the 7 year old climbed 35 feet up a tree with no
branches to the top when he reached some and broke them off for my Mama. The
kids thought that it was hilarious that I was a little worried and very
enthralled. My Kiswahili is coming along, except for an incidence a couple days
ago when I was made a fatal mistake trying to tell my Mama that I was hot and
later found out that their translation was “I am Hot” or in other words,
looking for some action. But at least I know not to make that mistake again!
While not literally fatal, probably best to avoid that mistake. Jane has a similar story from French class (one of her classmates talking about petting her cat, but not quite getting the pronunciation right!).
ReplyDeleteI am with you, I would have been alarmed to see a boy climbing 35 ft up!
xoxoxo