Sunday, July 10, 2005

back again

I hired a cab with a British man from the WHO who had been on the plane. It was 6:00 when I came up to my host family’s house, and the zinnias had not only shot up to two feet tall, they were blossoming. The tomato plants look like weeping willows from all the green tomatoes, and about a quarter of the raspberries are ripe. The weather is lovely, sunny with big well-defined clouds, only a couple degrees warmer than the ideal (to me) temperature.
My host family welcomed me back very warmly and can’t hear enough about America. They re-did the walls (probably with the mud/cow bokh mixture used for walls here) and rearranged the furniture. One of the aunts, Damien, finally had her twins. This house is like the babysitters’ club, the phone is constantly ringing with family members needing Shatagul to come watch their kids while they go to Damien. “There’s no news here,” everyone says, “how was America?”

They looked at all my photos. Samal sat in on each showing. “Susan, you look exactly like your sister!” they said, one by one. “Well, they look alike to us, but probably we all look alike to them,” Samal told them. Samal, who will never be mistaken for anyone else.

I visited Zhopar, who was wearing her husband’s singlet (why on Earth does he have a singlet, and how old is it?) She was thrilled to see me and gave me lots of dairy products. She and her son were especially pleased with a key chain that has a ring with “Lucky Penny, Chicago” and a penny that spins around inside the ring. Zhopar's chicks are pretty big and are running around on those incredible adolescent chicken legs that look like they could launch the chicks to Jupiter. Her family has acquired a kitten that seems to have been born with fleas.

Last night, Dilda apa opened the bag of Dove chocolates from my family, and Samal discovered that there was writing inside. This provoked a feeding frenzy, and they finished off the bag. Damira translated the silly advice inside the wrappers (“whisper in the dark,” “Hey, why not?”). We finished after the sun was down and went to bed well after midnight. The sky was black black black, although only the closest stars were visible.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's so funny to think that the words on the inside of a Dove wrapper will get their attention. Come to think of it, it got my attention many years ago when I first had Dove...

Do they prefer Milk Chocolate or Dark Chocolate?

July 17, 2005  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This does not sound true. There is a Dove chocolate available in KZ, and I am certain this is not something new...

July 18, 2005  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

to anonymous n.2: well, i've never even SEEN dove in my city (i live in aktobe), and i'm more than sure it would not be available in a village!!! and even if susan were lying (which i'm sure she's not) it's up to her what to post on her blog, dontcha think?

July 20, 2005  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

To Lidia:

I live in Aqtobe as well. Your statement is wrong and does not make any sense. You obviously do not have sweet tooth and therefore, that side of the world is DARK for you, you'd better look for and find what you are searching...GOT IT?!

July 31, 2005  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

sorry to turn your blog into a "fighting over dove" forum, susan, but...

anonymous: ok, tell me where i can get some dove! bring it on!
just so you know, i DO have a sweet tooth. and no need to be so aggressive. GOT IT?!

August 01, 2005  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

If you are really a A-resident and/or a citizen of KZ and as you have mentioned you DO have the SWEET tooth then you should know where you could get the very chocolate that you have been fighting over-I find what you say is "B" & ridiculious too. You are just trying to save your friend's face.

August 01, 2005  

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