Danijela started playing with this boy. He was visiting next door. I asked his name several times. Each time he said it as he bent down. My Mom says it was "Kabul" ... when I asked him he spelled it with a "Bk." It's still somewhat of a mystery. He definitely had major boy in him & didn't want to leave our apartment when his family came a callin'. I plan to print the image & give it to them as a gift. I'm relatively certain they are Ethiopian. The children speak English but the parents do not. I want to organize an evening where everyone comes to the courtyard for a "block party" to celebrate life & their own culture. I need to connect to these people before we leave. I want this to be the beginning of friendships / relationships ... not the end.
March 1, 2008
Courting
It's hard to believe we've lived in the apartments since late October. I deeply appreciate the diversity of the people. As I mentioned before several families are from the former Yugoslavia. Danny goes to their homes & helps them consistently. I only wish I could speak the language as most do not speak English. Thursday Grammy drove through on her way back to Austin. She selflessly took Luka & Danijela outside to the courtyard so I could cook without screaming.
Danijela started playing with this boy. He was visiting next door. I asked his name several times. Each time he said it as he bent down. My Mom says it was "Kabul" ... when I asked him he spelled it with a "Bk." It's still somewhat of a mystery. He definitely had major boy in him & didn't want to leave our apartment when his family came a callin'. I plan to print the image & give it to them as a gift. I'm relatively certain they are Ethiopian. The children speak English but the parents do not. I want to organize an evening where everyone comes to the courtyard for a "block party" to celebrate life & their own culture. I need to connect to these people before we leave. I want this to be the beginning of friendships / relationships ... not the end.
Danijela started playing with this boy. He was visiting next door. I asked his name several times. Each time he said it as he bent down. My Mom says it was "Kabul" ... when I asked him he spelled it with a "Bk." It's still somewhat of a mystery. He definitely had major boy in him & didn't want to leave our apartment when his family came a callin'. I plan to print the image & give it to them as a gift. I'm relatively certain they are Ethiopian. The children speak English but the parents do not. I want to organize an evening where everyone comes to the courtyard for a "block party" to celebrate life & their own culture. I need to connect to these people before we leave. I want this to be the beginning of friendships / relationships ... not the end.
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