Sometimes a conversation can get lost in translation and it can leave one of the parties, or both parties, very confused or maybe even scared.  Let me explain.

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Joshua (Godfrey’s Son): “Oh no, you have been speared through!”

Zeke had gotten a splinter and was a little disturbed by it, until Joshua told him he’d been “speared through”, ha!  He began to look at his splinter with a panic then:)

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Me: “Lirah, may we have some salt and pepper?”

Lirah: “The pepper is over”

Simply put, the pepper is all gone and we don’t have anymore:)

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Karim: “Do you have night dancers in America?”

Josh was wondering why in the world Karim would be asking about strippers in America, while, in fact, Karim was wondering if we had people who practices Witchcraft.  Here in Uganda they dance around naked in the street and eat people.  A very honest question if you understand the context:)

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Victoria: “Our microwave has expired.”

This simply meant that it no longer works, not that it needs to be serviced every 3 months or something!

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Sometimes the translation isn’t such a funny one, but instead it will catch you standing there wondering how in the world to respond.

When I went into town the other day I was talking with one of the side shop owners and she asked how old my pregnancy was.  I told her I was 6 months along.  And this is her response…

Angela: “Oh, you are a blessed woman!  I gave birth just a month ago, but my baby was too tired…”

She gave birth to a still born and is continuing to grieve.  It must have been hard to see a pregnant Mazungu walk around with 4 children in tow and another one on the way.  Josh and I went and visited her again yesterday.  I can’t get her off of my mind.

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Sometimes the wording isn’t lost in the translation at all.  It is merely only something you would see in Africa.

Susan and I got a good laugh this morning.  I know it is kind of morbid to laugh in the midst of death but this was something even Susan had never heard of!

An elderly person has just passed away in the church and she had been on the phone all morning making arrangements to get the body on this side of the bridge over the Nile.  The final conclusion from one of the pastors was to transport the wrapped, adult body over the bridge on a Bodaboda.  Susan was absolutely beside herself as she tried to picture this event taking place.

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We are continuing to learn the culture of these sweet people as we wait here in anticipation to bring our girl home to teach her about her new culture and surroundings.

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