One of the four year olds at the orphanage has decided to make it his job to teach "Mama Hannah" to speak Lunda. As I was sitting with him yesterday he kept pointing to different body parts and then saying them to me in Lunda, and when I repeated them back to him he would say rather seriously "eŋa" (yes). About every ten seconds or so he'd decide that it was time for me to learn another word (or sometimes to review one already taught), and so it went, until it was time for me to get up and leave. These children are so precious...how hard it will be to leave them behind when the time comes.
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