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<blockquote data-quote="Fran" data-source="post: 206231" data-attributes="member: 3"><p>Star, you post cracked me up. I wanted to share 2 language stories with you.</p><p></p><p>First is baby brother who went to the Border Patrol. Obviously you must be bilingual if stationed on the southern border. He passed the language proficiency part but in the heat of a capture, he ordered them to remove their shoes(guess this is policy) When one of the guys looked startled, baby brother sheepishly said to his partner "I just asked them to take off their underpants didn't I?" No wonder they looked nervous. I don't think we have let baby bro forget that one. He eventually transferred out of the BiPolar (BP). </p><p></p><p>Second, just this week, as I entered the parking lot at the end of the trail walk with the pups, I see an elderly woman about mom's age (81) walking with her son and d il sort of holding her up. She looked somewhat frail. The old woman was obviously speaking rapidly in another language but I got the impression it was about the puppies. I took HS over towards her so she could pet.(HS is the ambassador. CB may think about ripping a finger off if they rub his ears) Anyhow the son and mom were speaking a foreign language that I recognized. They confirmed it was Slovak. I recited for them a Christmas Poem the Slovakian nuns made us memorize when I was 10 yrs old. This is 43 yrs ago mind you. We went from house to house of the slovakian bubba's who spoke no English to recite this poem. Usually to tears and hugs by the bubba's. </p><p>So back to the couple who got a chuckle out of the religious holiday poem but more so that I remembered it this many years. I assured them that once I knew what it meant but no more. They seemed tickled. Afterwards, I figured they thought I was nuts but the granny smooshed my cheeks and thanked me for letting her pet my puppies. She said how beautiful and <em>clean</em> they were. (translated by son) My mom would have commented on their cleanliness too. They probably went home and wondered what the heck I was saying. </p><p>I thought I was making them feel at home since I knew how to pronounce about 50 words strung into sentences but who knows. </p><p>It's not as good as saying "he is my lover" but maybe I will learn those words in another language too. Just in case I meet someone who doesn't speak english. </p><p></p><p>Thanks for the laugh.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Fran, post: 206231, member: 3"] Star, you post cracked me up. I wanted to share 2 language stories with you. First is baby brother who went to the Border Patrol. Obviously you must be bilingual if stationed on the southern border. He passed the language proficiency part but in the heat of a capture, he ordered them to remove their shoes(guess this is policy) When one of the guys looked startled, baby brother sheepishly said to his partner "I just asked them to take off their underpants didn't I?" No wonder they looked nervous. I don't think we have let baby bro forget that one. He eventually transferred out of the BiPolar (BP). Second, just this week, as I entered the parking lot at the end of the trail walk with the pups, I see an elderly woman about mom's age (81) walking with her son and d il sort of holding her up. She looked somewhat frail. The old woman was obviously speaking rapidly in another language but I got the impression it was about the puppies. I took HS over towards her so she could pet.(HS is the ambassador. CB may think about ripping a finger off if they rub his ears) Anyhow the son and mom were speaking a foreign language that I recognized. They confirmed it was Slovak. I recited for them a Christmas Poem the Slovakian nuns made us memorize when I was 10 yrs old. This is 43 yrs ago mind you. We went from house to house of the slovakian bubba's who spoke no English to recite this poem. Usually to tears and hugs by the bubba's. So back to the couple who got a chuckle out of the religious holiday poem but more so that I remembered it this many years. I assured them that once I knew what it meant but no more. They seemed tickled. Afterwards, I figured they thought I was nuts but the granny smooshed my cheeks and thanked me for letting her pet my puppies. She said how beautiful and [I]clean[/I] they were. (translated by son) My mom would have commented on their cleanliness too. They probably went home and wondered what the heck I was saying. I thought I was making them feel at home since I knew how to pronounce about 50 words strung into sentences but who knows. It's not as good as saying "he is my lover" but maybe I will learn those words in another language too. Just in case I meet someone who doesn't speak english. Thanks for the laugh. [/QUOTE]
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