It's all windin' down and we can all feel it. Took my Wolof final the other day, a 15-minute real-world reanactment of the following situation: Making lunch and having to haggle your prices at the market (totally unrealistic because food prices are fixed! god, which idiot thought that up..)
I picked ceeb u jen
MMMMMMMMM CEEB U JEN!@#!@!@
because it's the most delicious food known to man. and coincidentally its two main ingredients, rice and fish, are already in its name.
and i think it went well, inchallah. we argued, we yelled, we laughed and highfived.
"I AM NOT PAYING THAT PRICE FOR PALM OIL!!@#!@"
"THIS IS THE PRICE OF PALM OIL IN SENEGAL TODAY. YOU CAN ASK ABDOULAYE WADE HIMSELF!#@($*"
"OH YEAH!?@#?!@ WHAT'D HE SAY?!@#?"
"HE SAID YOURE PAYING 2000 FRANCS A LITER! BAXXXNA!"
in true dedication to accuracy, the teacher also accused me of being a rich foreigner and asked me to marry him.
coming up - five final papers in topics i don't UNDERSTAND!#@!@ written in a language i do NOT KNOW!#@$!#$ a presentation on my internship with the PARTIE SOCIALISTE!!!#@!@ as well as the conflict in DARFUR!#@)(*!@* and when its all over, the LAMPOUL!@)#(*!@
2 comments:
hahaha! hilarious!!
PS i think that inshallah/inchallah is one of those phrases understood in every single language, like "okay." one tim i understood everything mohammad was saying in farsi over the phone with his niece just because of how many times he said "inshallah" and the tone of his voice
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