Today was spent finishing up some things;
getting things packed (and not taking them back out of the bag because it needs
to be used for another few days). I mean zipping-up-the-bag kind of packing, inventory
of supplies for after we leave and making sure everyone is prepared for
our departure.
Finishing.
On an unrelated, yet related note, there is a word that Leonard
(4) has never been able to utter in his own native tongue. We have tried on
multiple occasions to have him say it but to no avail. He persistently can’t
say the word “fini”. Instead he says, “finish” - its English translation. The
Haitian born, Creole speakin’ little boy can’t say “fini”.
For example he'd say:
“Nou finish manje” (We’re done eating)
Or
“Film la finish” (The movie is over)
The dominant language spoken
here is Creole, not English, yet he still manages to say, “finish”. It’s a curious situation. It’s something about Leonard that’s special
that we’ll miss as we finish our job at this orphanage.
