Saturday, September 4, 2010

leaving = flying

Today at the market I was trying to say… “I think its time for us to leave” and my tica friend heard… “We are going to fly now” or something of the like, she couldn’t really tell me what she heard me say because she was laughing so hard and just kept flapping her arms in a flying motion to emphasize what I had said.

How did that even happen?  Those words don’t sound alike at all.  I have no idea.

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