NJMo
08-15-2008, 09:00 PM
Erika is my new daughter-in-law. She is beautiful, talented, educated and multi-lingual with German as her primary language. She grew up in a large city and has now moved to a very very small town in Southwest Missouri. Because of her languages, she takes all things literally, all things… very literally.
Brian my son came home from a club meeting with some papers in his pocket. He put them on the dresser. Here’s what happened.
Erika: What’s that?
Brian: Raffle tickets.
Erika: For what?
Brian: They’re giving away half a beef.
Erika: If we win, how will we get it to our house?
Brian: Don’t worry. We can borrow a pick up truck or someone will bring it and put it on our front porch if we’re not home.
Erika: No!
Insert call to Brian’s mother… Brian is laughing so hard he can barely speak; Erika is nearly crying.
Me: What’s wrong?
Brian: Here, talk to Erika. Tell her what half a beef is.
Erika: No, no. Tell him I do not want to win.
Me: Why?
Erika: I do not want one of those. We will have one eye, one ear, half a tongue, two of those udder thingies… it will be so bad! And on our porch?? Please......no.
Me: No, that’s not what it really means (and I go on to explain about hamburger, steaks, buying half a beef, etc.)
Gotta love language barriers. :D
Brian my son came home from a club meeting with some papers in his pocket. He put them on the dresser. Here’s what happened.
Erika: What’s that?
Brian: Raffle tickets.
Erika: For what?
Brian: They’re giving away half a beef.
Erika: If we win, how will we get it to our house?
Brian: Don’t worry. We can borrow a pick up truck or someone will bring it and put it on our front porch if we’re not home.
Erika: No!
Insert call to Brian’s mother… Brian is laughing so hard he can barely speak; Erika is nearly crying.
Me: What’s wrong?
Brian: Here, talk to Erika. Tell her what half a beef is.
Erika: No, no. Tell him I do not want to win.
Me: Why?
Erika: I do not want one of those. We will have one eye, one ear, half a tongue, two of those udder thingies… it will be so bad! And on our porch?? Please......no.
Me: No, that’s not what it really means (and I go on to explain about hamburger, steaks, buying half a beef, etc.)
Gotta love language barriers. :D