At the Karachi farmers market today.
Me: I need to find the limes.
Leila excitedly: they have them here?
Me: yes yes a lady had them. Help me look.
After two fruitless rounds and some lemonade and lassi later, we realize they were not there today so we decide to leave.
Leila: but we haven’t seen the lady with the lions yet!
While flipping through random TV yesterday with Nadi we saw “Next up: Mummy 3” flash on the screen.
Nadi: what’s that?
Me: Oh- a movie that was made ages ago.
Nadi: Must be a horror scary type.
Me: Not really. Waisay why do you say that?
Nadi: Wait is it about mummies like you or the bandage ones?
Me: Why?? What’s scarier?
Nadi in fits of giggles.
So this morning I tell Leila to let’s only try and talk in Urdu as a part of daily speaking practice. It’s going quite well but instead of the usual “mama” I am now Ammi.
While waiting for the family to get back from the mosque and graveyard after the burial yesterday, Leila got a little impatient.
“Mama, exactly how long does it take to give Dada to Allah mIan?”
We ran into two of Leila’s class boys after school today while picking up some groceries. While I chatted for a minute or two with the adults, the kids talked on their own.
Leila slightly upset in the car on the way back home: Mama the boys were being mean to me.
Me: Really? How? What did they say?
Leilas: Something REALLY mean.
Me: Tell me, what did they say?
Leila: I mean why would they even say that to someone?
Me: Baby, kya bola? Batao tau!
Leila: They said they KNOW my PASSWORD.