Giggle, Giggle
I have two half-sisters from my father's first marriage who I've never met before nor have I ever spoken to. They are both married, older (obviously) and both live in the West Bank. I was on the phone yesterday with one of their's husband, Faisal, who speaks just enough English to undertand that I'm coming to visit. As I was conveying the news of my trip, I could hear a buzz of excitement, giggling and jibber jabber in the background. He even placed someone on the phone who wanted to speak to me. All she could do was giggle and, in her best broken English, was able to convey probably the only thing she knew how to say, "Hello. {giggle giggle} How are you." {more giggling}.
I come to find out from Faisal that one sister has 8 kids and the other has 6.
Does that mean I'm supposed to bring 18 gifts? In a culture this traditional, you can't show up empty handed. But what to bring!?
I come to find out from Faisal that one sister has 8 kids and the other has 6.
Does that mean I'm supposed to bring 18 gifts? In a culture this traditional, you can't show up empty handed. But what to bring!?
go to the bakery and bring 2 dozen miniature pastries... and a nice cake... it may cost you a bit but nothing like the aggrevation and expense of shopping for 18 people... unless you have a thing for keyrings or something... this has been my families tradition... to always bring a nice treat when visiting... good luck!
Posted by scowtz | 8:05 PM