Thursday July 18th, 2013
In the evening…
Tonight I ate, well nibbled on a cooked dry Mopane worm. It
kind of tasted like a crusty dry nut. I almost psyched myself out and started
gagging before I even tried it ‘cause so much of eating something that is
foreign to you is mind over matter.
There was this man sitting eating at the table when I walked
out of my room to have dinner tonight. His name is Andrew, I had met him
earlier. When I asked Sisanda how he was related to the family she whispered to
me loudly, “I’ll tell you later!” Then I asked her if she had heard of the
English word discreet. Of course she had not. When I explained it to her she
couldn’t stop laughing.
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