Another day in my journey of learning Tswana. Tswana is a beautiful language with rolling RRs and lots of melodic pronounciation. I am excited when a Batswana can understand through what is left of my American accent. What I really love, what really warms me, is that even if you try, the people will appreciate your efforts and they are so polite in aiding you.
One of the greater joys for me is when a native decides he or she needs to impress me with their English. Almost everyone can speak some English, but it is that applause some of the younger adults like when you tell them their English is very good, or sharp.
Today, I was outside the gate waiting for a ride and was watching folks walking up and down the road. Good, I thought, a great chance to practice my Tswana. One young man, in his late teens, swaggered towards me, and smiled.
"Hello Madam, how is the day?" This is a direct translation from one of the greetings. how is the day? I could almost see his chest puff with pride at his English. I thought about answering him back in Tswana, but no-I answered him properly-Hello Sir, the day is wonderful. How is the day for you?
As he nodded an assent, he strutted off very proud of himself. And he should be. How is the day? is sooo much bigger than"whats up" or even How are you.............
Communicating with another group is not always about showing off your own progress, sometimes, often it is about your heart and your ear.
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