Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Apple, apple, apple!
(Make sure that was in a dancy/singsong voice.) My host family has bread with butter & jam for breakfast. With super sweet tea. Not surprising, not unusual, but I am used to fruit with breakfast. Usually a banana. I have actually been putting butter on my bread in an effort to have breakfast get me through til lunch time. This morning I had to go get a notebook because I didn't bring one (assuming they'd be cheaper here, and I think they are) and once I secured two - using only Arabic - I decided to look for fruit. There was a place that sells fruit juices and stuff, and had a ton of whole fruit. I asked (French this time) if I could just get an apple. She seemed surprised, but said ok. Then she looked for a prettier one, washed it for me, and gave it to me. Before I could even ask how much she said I didn't owe her anything. 'Are you sure?' 'Yes, yes' and I suddenly forgot the word for thank you in Arabic but found it after a second and she was just like 'no big deal' (assuming the words matched the body language.) It looks like they have good juices, too. And they're like 1.50 for a fresh whatever. I will certainly have to go back to try them.
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that was exactly how i had said it in my head (as a singsong happy dance)! Good job with your Arabic, are you going to be speaking it the whole time there?
ReplyDeleteButter on your bread!? OMG! That's crazy! lol. you're funny.
I don't particularly like butter. so sue me.
ReplyDeleteHeellooo Tam she is the 7 year old that would pat her pizza to remove excess grease. Jr doesn't like butter on her toast and she can tell even if it's hiding under the jam.
ReplyDeleteif I had known it was genetic...
ReplyDeleteI am glad you got an apple to brighten your day!