As you may or may not have know September 19th is International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Now being ever the fan of Pirates since I was a wee lass and took a field trip to the jail cell/beheading site of none other than the infamous Blackbeard!!!! However, as Mongolia is a landlocked country there obviously are no pirates now, or ever (in fact the Mongolian word for pirate literally translates to "water bandit"). I thought about that fact for oh, maybe a nano second and decided that I would celebrate anyway!
So Wednesday rolled around and I found myself the victim of many a strange look as I came to school dressed as a Pirate wench! I even managed to cause piratical mayhem as far away as the Gobi by sending a few of my close friends texts using my extensive pirate lexicon, which they had the mistake of reading during class. Well tis a jolly day when ye own teach be laughin fer naught a reason ye know!
That afternoon I had English club and I taught them all a Pirate song that I pseudo made up from Disney's and George Harrison's Pirate songs (will include in later post w/ pictures). They love it! We now practice every week so they can perform it at the Halloween competition!
The rest of the week was rather uneventful until Saturday brought...
Jasmine had made her monthly trip into town and we though it would be grand to get together and belatedly celebrate her birthday. So it was that Sarah, Jasmine, and I found ourselves at Winner's Cafe, waiting for the arrival of Angus, Yann, Mai, and Kenny. It was then that I got the text from Kenny. He was at the Annai Home for Street children with Mai. There was a wee one being "played" with by the older kids in a fashion that worried my two friends. The two of them knew that I was lonely in my apartment, did I want to take in the poor thing. She was tiny and simply beautiful they told me. I pondered a moment and then in a rash decision that would change the rest of my life here in Mongolia I said yes. I was now a Mom O_o. When they brought her to Winners and she sat in my lap sharing my plate, it wasn't love, but rather "I think we shall get along well enough" (and I suppose if we don't I can always take her back to the Home). Later on as she slept at Sarah's place, we named her .... Omkhee-Zaya, or "Putrid Destiny." Later as I was carrying her to her new home, she looked up at me with her big blue eyes, let out a happy sigh, and viciously clawed me....stupid cat.
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so, to get things straight, do you now have a small child or a cat living with you? just checking.
Mongolia? Ok. Piratical craziness? Yessss! But never in my life would I ever have ever imagined you to willingly take in a cat! o_O
HOORAH!!!
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