This post was originally written on Thursday, September 20, 2012:
Here's your Tongan lesson of the day:
We'll start simple: lele (pronounced lay-lay) means run. As in: I will
run down the road.
Repeat it with me three times. lele... lele... lele... Well done!
Repeat it with me three times. lele... lele... lele... Well done!
Now let's try something a little harder... Fakalele (pronounced
fah-kah-lay-lay).
It's fun to say, isn't it?
It's fun to say, isn't it?
Well, it means "the runs"
... or diarrhea.
Today during medical training we talked about fakalele for 2 hours. 2
hours, people. I am now afraid to breathe the air, eat food, walk
anywhere, drink anything or touch my face for fear of contracting
fakalele. Shweet deal.
Today is also a special day. In exactly one month I will find out my
permanent post in the Peace Corps (October 19th). I am very excited
about this. It means that I will know what island group I will be
living in for the next two years ('Eua, Vava'u, or Tongatapu). I
probably should have explained early that the first 2-3 months of
Peace Corps Service is dedicated to PST (Pre-service Training) which
is designed to prepare us to do our jobs effectively. Since I am a
Primary English Teacher, I have been studying the Tongan language,
TEFL (Teaching English as a Foreign Language), Cross Cultural Studies
(learning about Tongan culture and the way in which I can honor it and
not offend anyone while I am here) and receiving Medical advice and
information (so I don't contract Dunge Fever, Typhoid, Fakalele, or
any other disease/virus/situation that I would rather not have).
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