Ugandans are constantly saying hilarious things to me. I write them down and keep them in a little journal so I can look at it and laugh sometimes. I figured I should share some of their funny little quips with you:
In the staff room, the tutors were talking about how I have not gained enough weight. Someone ended the conversation by saying: “People have not begun to comment on your extended stomach.”
When I was teaching English at the local church one of my adult students said, “My head is happy because you are teaching me.” I was impressed with his correct use of tense.
Again at the church I teach at, we were discussing my belief in God.... which is incredibly abstract and not understandable at all to a Ugandan. Dennis said, “You will have to become saved, or the Catholics will try to chase you to their church.” Ha. Then we were discussing heaven and hell and I was saying that I think I am going to heaven. This same man said, “Maybe somehow you will find your way there.”
I was supervising students at a primary school right before Easter weekend. One of my students said, “You will have to stop because the whole school is going to the film for Jesus.” So cute
Judith from the deaf school caught me right as I was coming back from Kampala and informed everyone in the staff room, “This one moves like a man.” She was referring to the fact that I travel often. ☺
Walking through town, I usually get hollered at, or atleast get a marriage proposal or two. The other day a man walked up to me and said, “Give me your life.” I just bust out laughing and he wasn’t really sure what to do.
I was at a local concert with a head teacher and it was very late at night. At this particular concert there was a guy walking around selling apples (exhibit A as to why Ugandans are thin, at concerts they splurge and buy.... APPLES) Anyways, he looked around and said, “Is it fashionable or something to eat apples at night? I see all these people eating apples at like 10 o clock... and I’m thinking... is this fashionable?” I just about died laughing.
On a totally different note... over Easter weekend I tried to explain Easter in America to people. I talked about coloring eggs and a large bunny hiding them in the house. I told them how the kids have to find them, and sometimes we fill plastic eggs with candy and they find those too. People thought it was by far the funniest thing they had heard of in a long time. I was glad that our customs make Ugandans laugh.... because their customs sure make me laugh.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
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