Papa Hunter, Mama Gatherer

(For a long time = A long time ago)

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On our way to the supermarket. R and L are playing at lifting each other.

L: Let me carry you now.

R: OK

L: Uhhhh, you’re too heavy for me.

R: You can’t because usually boys are stronger than girls, ’cause for a long time they used to do fishing.

Me: What’s THAT about? Do you mean because men used to be hunters?

L: And the womans for a long time used to pick strawberries.

Me: Oh yeah, and women would gather fruits and nuts for everyone to eat.

R: But papa only used to goed to the supermarket.

All of us: Hahahahaha.

L: And mama also goed to the supermarket to buy food!

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Hunter-gatherer

Who am I?

Rahul: Why Maher choosed you?
Me: Ah, very good question, but this one you have to ask papa!

Rahul: You and papa is in love?
Me: Yes we are. Papa and I love each other.
Rahul: You and papa loved each other before me and Leila came out of your belly?
Me: Yes, we did, honey.

Leila: Mama, where was Leila and Rahul before we was in your belly?”
Me: Hmmmm…your body wasn’t anywhere. And you were an idea that mama and papa had.

Starbox

4am.

“Maaaamaaa. Waaaah. Mama.”

Me, slipping in between the children, “What’s up Rahul?”

“Where’s my book?” he asked, as he frantically felt around the mattress and floor.

Me: Which book, this one?

“NO. The one with rabbits and the balloons.”

Me: Uhhh….rabbits and balloons, is it this one then?

Even more agitated, Rahul: Not that one. With rabbits and balloons.

He’s either dreamt about floating rabbits, or it’s something from school.

Me: Ok, come over here my love. Try to sleep again.

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That afternoon.

Me: What do you feel like doing Rahul?

Rahul: I want to go to the slides.

Me: But it’s raining outside now. The slides and monkey bars are all wet and slippery.

Rahul: Where’s Leila? And papa?

Me: Leila’s gone to Decathlon with papa. Today it’s me and you, together!

Rahul: I want to go to the box place.

Me: What box place?

Rahul: The BOX shop, where we went yesterday.

Me: Hmmmm. What did we do there?

Getting frustrated, Rahul: We played with boxes and stickers.

“Ummmm…”

Think fast. Think fast.

A few days ago we bought stickers for the kids and then hung out in a section with cube-like furniture at…

“Star…bucks? Starbucks!”

“Yes. Starbox,” he lit up.

“OK, let’s go get stickers from the shop next to Star BUCKS, and then we can share a hot chocolate.”

“OK. Let’s go!”

Blocks and Princes

Rahul caught a little cold yesterday.

Rahul: Aaaaah mama, my nose not working. It’s blocks

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Leila pointing at Rahul: I like this prince mama.

Rahul: I not a prince, I little baby dinosaur.

And the bickering began!

Follow Your Husband

Conversation with a caretaker at a children’s park in Lusaka
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Woman: You are a Hindu, uh?

I shake my head

Woman: So you are a muslim? But you are not wearing a scarf on your head. Anyway, some don’t, uh? But why do you want to cover up your beauty when it was not even you who created it?

Me: My family is Hindu

Woman: And you?

Me: I don’t follow any religion

Woman: And that is your husband over there? He is white; he is a Christian?

If I tell the truth, I hit a wall.

Me: His family is Christian

Woman: Mami, follow your husband