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serenata

Germany
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Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 17:51:20
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Immer ich...! |
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kondorong

Gambia
4380 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 18:53:57
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quote: Originally posted by serenata
Immer ich...!
What does it mean?   |
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serenata

Germany
1400 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 19:04:52
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It means 'always me!' Children say it when they think they are the only one who has to do the chores, who is accused of doing mischief, etc. etc.    |
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kondorong

Gambia
4380 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 19:12:25
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quote: Originally posted by serenata
It means 'always me!' Children say it when they think they are the only one who has to do the chores, who is accused of doing mischief, etc. etc.   
Many are called but few are chosen. It should be a pride to be singled out. |
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serenata

Germany
1400 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 19:15:20
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It depends for what...  |
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kondorong

Gambia
4380 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 19:21:43
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quote: Originally posted by serenata
It depends for what... 
It does not matter for what. The underlying characteristic is trust and a can-do attitude, a rare commodity in huma traits. |
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serenata

Germany
1400 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 19:37:08
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Thank you, I feel flattered and cajoled. But as I see the same traits on you, maybe we should write this thing together. With e-mail, Yoro Bawol and Oberwurzenbrunn (Yoro Bawol's German equivalent) are close neighbours. |
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kondorong

Gambia
4380 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 19:42:54
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quote: Originally posted by serenata
Thank you, I feel flattered and cajoled. But as I see the same traits on you, maybe we should write this thing together. With e-mail, Yoro Bawol and Oberwurzenbrunn (Yoro Bawol's German equivalent) are close neighbours.
The re-union will be something. I am ver short, so just get me a stool. 
May be we should meet under the mango tree near the clinic and watch the dedicated nurses go by. |
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serenata

Germany
1400 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 21:04:00
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I'll bring a stool to the mango tree. Or to the oak tree in Oberwurzenbrunn. From there, you can watch the actors of the farmer's amateur theatre pass by. |
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Cornelius
Sweden
1051 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 21:15:52
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Under the mango tree - with nurses going by?
Cheer up Kondoleezza, my brother had a girlfriend so tall He needed a ladder just to reach up to kiss her........
" Under the Greenwood Tree
Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats, And pleased with what he gets, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather."
William Shakespeare
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Edited by - Cornelius on 18 Dec 2006 21:19:14 |
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kondorong

Gambia
4380 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 22:57:51
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Corn..
Thats powerful stuff. Well done. You are very versatile. Like they say in Sierra Leone " the pa don come" |
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Cornelius
Sweden
1051 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 23:27:35
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Yes Kondorong,
There's one who goes round asking just when those nurses are passing:
Under the mango tree Who loves to lie with me?
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Edited by - Cornelius on 18 Dec 2006 23:33:35 |
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kondorong

Gambia
4380 Posts |
Posted - 18 Dec 2006 : 23:56:28
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quote: Originally posted by Cornelius
Yes Kondorong,
There's one who goes round asking just when those nurses are passing:
Under the mango tree Who loves to lie with me?
Should i then go and ask?   |
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Cornelius
Sweden
1051 Posts |
Posted - 19 Dec 2006 : 12:30:20
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Kondorong,
Tell me that you like this one:
http://www.bobdylan.com/songs/father.html
Thankfully, this is not a debate or even a discussion, it is a communication and not the raving of one escaped from a lunatic asylum. It’s not to my penfriend in Teheran This is to you and you alone..
There is a book called ”Beheshti Zewar” which is usually given to Pakistani Women, upon their betrothal, to teach them about their Islamic duties. I read it in 1981 – when I was sharing a flat in Port Harcourt with a Pakistani man and his family, a Mr. Mohammed Din Awad. ( I had kindly given my own flat - the whole top floor and far too big for me, to Reuben Atilley, a Ghanaian choreographer , who had a large family. He later on took off to London and I wonder how it is with him right now. Life with my Pakistani brothers was interesting. So many little and big incidents and events. I fasted with them for 16 days the first 16 - during the Ramadan of 1981. Until -( incident that I won’t mention .) On the night of the 16th I read Richard Burton’s “A Pilgrimage to Mecca and Medina” and after a morning conversation with Mr. Prasad my new neighbour, a Telugu from Hyderabad in Uttar Pradesh, India, a Physics lecturer (spoke of Brahmin priests croaking like the rainy season frog choir of Ahoada i.e. he spoke of Brahmin priests' chanting reminding him of the the rainy season croaking of the frog choirs of Ahoada), it seems that Burton had broken the spirit of my fasting and I did break the fast…… http://www.google.co.uk/search?hl=en&rls=GGLJ%2CGGLJ%3A2006-51%2CGGLJ%3Aen&q=Richard+Burton+%3A+A+Pilgrimage+to+Mecca+and+Medina&btnG=Search&meta=
Well, coming from Liberal Sweden I had made a date with Farzana one of the comely Pakistani ladies who looked like I imagine one of the houries of paradise would look, large black eyes, face, gentle like the moon, – I was going to take her to the cinema and then give her some holy poetry.
http://www.google.co.uk/search?hl=en&rls=GGLJ%2CGGLJ%3A2006-51%2CGGLJ%3Aen&q=houries+of+paradise+&btnG=Search&meta=
That same evening there was a delegation of Pakistani men ( no Talibanic beards) to see me. I opened the door and they marched in and occupied the few chairs available. All was quiet. The atmosphere was grave, but not tense. I expected anything ( had already made two Da’wa trips with them to Owerri) The leader of the delegation broke the silence and the hearing began. “ Do you think that Farzana is like your wild women in Sweden?” he asked me. “Look, I’m from Sierra Leone” I told him. The trial continued.
http://www.google.co.uk/search?hl=en&rls=GGLJ%2CGGLJ%3A2006-51%2CGGLJ%3Aen&q=Beheshti+Zewar&meta=
The purpose of this “digression” is to warn ya – to be sure that among those dedicated nurses, is no Pakistani one. Honour could be at stake, depending on your honest - and sincere intentions. At that time I did not know about Muta. Muta is better than Zina.
There is some Pakistani Literature about a guy who got to Jannah and when he saw the light emanating from the varnish on her fingernail, he stood entranced for a thousand years, before taking the next step towards her. 1,000 years!!!!
Oh how I miss the company of Demba C and our occasional talk about “ Grandpa’s style” He understands, everything and is a great Mandinka teacher – culture, values, Islam, Jews, Mandinka man’s money , meat and wo-man…..
You ask me "Should i then go and ask?"
Look at it this way Dr. Feel-Good & Positive-ly:
Ask and ye shall receive. The man seh. He also seh Seek and ye shall find and don’t hide your lamp under a bushel. Or are you waiting for the damsel to knock at your door with the message “ Your Lord sent me, to thee”? You, are everyman. ( It happened to me in some Nigerian hotel called Annan Lodge on Aba Road – there was a knock on the door and out there stood an Ashawo stinking of the devil’s perfume; and lead us not into temptation, my curly hair uncurled and stood straight like a blade of grass and I almost lost my halo…..
Repeat after me:
There's one who goes round asking just when those nurses are passing:
one ,two, three, Under the mango tree Who loves to lie with me?
Methinks t’is best ye lay thee down and wait For fruit or flower to fall at thy gate
Easy come Easy go That way No apron strings attached when you get up and go Your way after tha Kondorongorambo
Here’s the song: http://www.bobdylan.com/songs/dogs.html |
Edited by - Cornelius on 19 Dec 2006 14:16:52 |
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kondorong

Gambia
4380 Posts |
Posted - 19 Dec 2006 : 20:59:27
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Corn..
This posting is fascinating and full of riddles and morale issues from diffrent perspectives. You must be well travelled around the world and what a rich exprience.
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