My new definitions
of normal… just to name a few. I'm sure I'll continue adding to the list as
time goes by, but I want you to hear all about these now now.
- Holding hands while talking
Gender
doesn't matter. Neither does age. Just hold hands! Men hold hands, women hold
hands, men & women hold hands…. It's just what you do. Don't lace your
fingers though, that's just weird. And uncomfortable for everyone involved. But
don't be rude! Hold hands when you are having important conversations with
people or you want to show them your support. I've grown to love this!
- Interrogative words at the END of a sentence
It's
truly a strange phenomenon here in Kang. I'm not sure I completely understand
it, but I do know that I catch myself phrasing questions in my head the same
way now. And just to clarify, these statements are said in English… I'm not
translating from Setswana or Sekgalagadi.
"You
were at the post office to send what?"
"Your
siblings are how many?"
"The
report was given to who?"
"Our
meeting will begin when?"
- Sand = Dr. Scholl's
Kang
is in the middle of the Kgalagadi Desert, so of course, sand has become a
familiar friend of mine. I used to take the time to dump the sand piles out of
my shoes as I was walking, but I've quickly discovered that if I DON'T dump the
sand out, the sand will begin to accumulate beneath the arches of my feet. No
thanks Dr. Scholl's, I'm doing just fine here in the desert AND I'm saving
money.
- Saving water to flush
Water
outages are becoming more and more common here in Kang, so I have learned to
take advantage of water while it is flowing. I save water to drink when the
water goes out & more importantly, I save enough water to fill the toilet
to flush. Trust me, this is an critical lesson to learn as a Peace Corps
Volunteer!
- The Spider Stomp/Smack
As
many of you know from a recent blog post, I have encountered some pretty gross
looking spiders (p.s. NO ONE in this community claims to know what kind of
spider I killed after they saw the picture… but it sure did make me feel better
when they said they would have killed it too!).
There are some spiders here that Peace Corps Volunteers like to call
"flatsies" because, well, they are really flat. They're BIG, but
they're flat. And they kill bugs. Ok, fine, they can stay. But I still don't
enjoy seeing them.
SO,
I've learned that whenever I open cupboard drawers or move something from where
it used to be sitting, I do the spider stomp/smack. It's really quite self explainable, but it's become like second
nature to me.
- Overemphasizing statements
After
a while, I've learned about how much the Batswana like to emphasize things they
say. "It's cold cold" or "that's far far". Silly, perhaps,
but I've learned to do the same. The most common one I've heard is "now
now", but really, chose any word to repeat & people will be
pleased.
- Knocking off
When
I am leaving work, I'm knocking off. It's what everyone says. Strange and yet,
so normal.
And just
to bring everything full circle…
"You
knock off at what time?"
- Name games
Imagine
someone calling your name whenever they see you; when they walk past your desk,
when they see you across the street, when you're running, etc. Sometimes people
want to have a full conversation, other times they might look at you like
you're crazy for coming to talk to them. Often they are just acknowledging your
presence... It's a game. They call your name at all times throughout the day -
and it's a up to you to try to figure out whether or not to try to engage in
conversation. Great fun!
- Nice is the only adjective in the world
There
is simply no other adjective in the world that compares to the word
"nice." It's just the nicest word there is.
"How's
the day?" You have two options here… 1)"it's nice" 2) "it's
just ok"
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p.s. they both mean your day is going well, it's not like what you would say to
your boyfriend/husband when they screw up
"The
food is nice."
"Oh
it's very very nice!"
"The
movie was nice."
You
get the idea.
It's
nice not to waste space in my brain with all these big, fancy words I learned
at university. ---> Ha. I just made myself laugh. I didn't even do that on
purpose.
- Pens are powerful
If
I have a pen, people want to be my friend. Because they lost theirs. Or don't
care to find it. Either way, I gain a lot of new "friends", but after
a short time, I've figured out that those friendships are one sided. The
pens often don't return… they end up in the Botswana Black Hole for pens. And soon
enough, I have to go make new friends of my own because when I'm pen-less, I
have no power in making friends.
That's all for now
now! I'm procrastinating writing my report that's due next week :o) Love to
each & every one of you!
Love
& Light,
TMV
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