One of the young women I work with called me today and stated (or at least what I heard in French), "J'ai couché un garcon." That translated in my head that her son was sleeping.
I knew that she was at the hospital and as death is too common here in Cameroon, I thought she wanted to tell me that her son had died.
So, I said that I was sorry. Looking back on the conversation, she actually said, "J'ai accouché un garcon (I gave birth to a son). And I responded that I was sorry. Oops!
Dozens of countries, hundreds of adventures, endless of moments and counting...
Monday, 14 March 2011
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