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What is it about the French that makes them so, well, quintessentially “French”? For me, I think of all the folks walking their dogs and buying their baguettes and taking two hour lunch breaks. And cigarettes, too.
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A lot of folks have been asking what our housing will be like in Cameroon. “Will you live in a house or a hut?” The short answer is “it depends.” But, fortunately for us, the on-campus housing where we are now offers what’s known as “pre-field preparation apartments” (PPA’s), accommodation that is designed to smooth [...]
Poppy’s new swing is out of sight.
Tonight, moments ago, Emily and I slipped past Food Lion to pick up some baking supplies. (I found this recipe for oatmeal cookies that she claims "taste English." I had to grab some supplies to make another batch to give her that taste of home in her new home.) On the way out of the store an African-American young lady was peering out the front window talking on her cellphone. The brief phrase we heard her say proves my maxim that certain stringing of words together you never expect to hear, ever. She said,
"My real name's Laticia, but I go by Fuku."
Some phrases/words you just never expect to hear. Yay, never are you even able to come close to anticipating. Fuku, if you're out there, girl, on the worldwide interweb, I want to thank you for changing my life with that one utterance. Wow.
My next question is, if you were Laticia, would you want to go by your real name, or Fuku (pronounced foo-koo)?
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