My son, Scotty, remembers a REAL Mongolian BBQ. With out water, how would you clean out the sausage casing?
I do not remember if the lab workers spoke Russian or Mongolian. Our Jonny was dying and we needed to know which organism to treat. The end of the story in the book reads: I never learned to say: poop in zip-lock bag.
My mother, now 95 years old, escaped from East Germany to West Germany in 1946, then to the U.S.A. Refugees are people.
I can’t color well. This year, the Academy added a magician to the program; so I better be good! Not just a cartoon blogger, but a magician as well.
British English for trunk. Auburn put Alabama in the boot.
Two six-foot long black spitting cobras were killed in the unrefrigerated morgue. The punchline is true especially if you don’t like snakes.
I really thought WOW. Still do!
My first Bible lesson in Mongolia was five short sentences (Subject, verb, and object). You are on Holy ground when you translate from your heart language to their heart language. For me it took years!
You learn it in class. You practice it with your tutor. Then you go to the market to use it. Then they say something not covered in the lesson. The other person is saying “this is a furniture store, please go next door”. Pray for missionaries as they minister in another tongue.