When my asylum seeker class really gets going colleagues sometimes peek in the door, checking that we're not killing each other. Our discussions can often be heard from the other side of the farm.
Working with people from DR Congo has developed my ability to be loud when necessary. In addition to funky dance moves, I've also picked up a few expresions, English translations of ones in Lingala.
Yesterday I asked someone for the real Lingala versions so I can start using them. Both of these are mostly used for expressing displeasure:
O nzambe nangai! Oh my god!
O lynge cobo manga? Do you want to kill me?
Thursday, July 06, 2006
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