This is to be a random post. I finally have a little bit of time to write about some of the random things that have been building up that I've been wanting to share. Well, one thing, that is.... I ran out of time again. Here it goes!
-Fante: Some things about this language are really great, and some things are not. For instance, some words mean the same thing. Wo means at/to and you plural and the sentence Wowoo me wo (woahwoah may woah) Minnesota means I was born in Minnesota- neat, huh? Then, sometimes there are phrases that the difference is so subtle that it makes me afraid to utter them. For instance, to say "I know" one says mi nyim, and "I don't know" is mi nnyim. Tricky, right? Well, it gets worse. Minim means throat and Mi nyem means I'm pregnant. Akoko means chicken and koko means chest and also red. The word for yellow directly translated is "the fat of the chicken".
We had our Fante Final today, and I thankfully didn't have to order any chicken or say I didn't know something only to have it be mistaken for a shocking parternity questioning plot twist for our imaginary characters. Yeesh.
-What's Next: This weekend we leave for Accra for a four day stay. The capital of Ghana is a very busy place, but I have a guilty confession. I can't wait to get there so I can order some pizza... I know, it's shameful. I really do like Ghanaian food, but the thought of a greasy slice of cheese pizza is so tantalizingly familiar. Plus, cheese (and almost all dairy, actually) is not in the Ghanaian diet. As soon as I get home I'm having a cheese and cracker spread like it's nobody's business.
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Hope you enjoyed the Pizza, Emily! I remember when we used to live in Germany in the 60's and before they had US fast food joints. Boy, did I want a hamburger! We always looked forward to going to London, so we could have a Wimpy burger, even though they weren't half as good as McDonalds.
ReplyDeleteI'm curious. What kind of food is in the Ghanaian diet? What is your favorite meal there?
Hope you enjoyed Accra. Waiting for your next blog.
Love, Chelle