I met my oldest sister, Pamela this weekend. She has a 2 year old boy named Presely who everybody calls “P.” He wouldn’t talk for the first hour that I met him, and just sat and stared at me. When I finally brought out a soccer ball, he lit up and came to play with me. After that, there was no getting rid of him. If I left his side, he would say, “Che-shee, mjo!” (which means, come here!). Or if he wanted to go somewhere with me, he’d say “twende!” which means something like let’s go!
The funniest part however, was this game he would play, that I like to call “Iko Wapi,” which means, “where is .” He would pick any object or person in the house (like Che-shee, mpira (ball), uncle james…) And when he found it he would say “Apa!” which means “Here!”. By far his favorite, was of course, “Che-shee iko wapi?” which became quite a popular story for all 300 some people this weekend to talk about. I guess at least they all know my name now!
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