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Now that we've left Egypt, I feel a need to record what we did there so when we look back on our time we'll remember it wasn't all homeschool and sleeping. I'll continue to post to this blog until I catch up to the time we left Cairo in June 2010. Our new blog will pick up from that time forward.

Monday, November 3, 2008

This is different










I was in the kitchen making some lunch. The laundry room is attached to the kitchen and there is a door that leads outside from the laundry room (I'll post pics someday). When T is playing outside, which he was, I leave the door cracked so he can get back in when he wants.

So I was making lunch and I hear a soft "Whoooooo" I turn to look and there is a Muslim woman standing at my laundry room door. I say "hi." She makes a motion like she wants something to drink then points outside to let me know something to drink for her and for someone else. I'm thinking maybe she is the gardener's wife or something. I get 4 bottles of water for her. She takes them back outside. I look out my window expecting to see the gardener but the only one with her is a boy about 10 years old.

They make their way to the corner of our yard and start drinking the water. Then they start picking all the olives off our tree. Now you have to understand, it's not like there were branches hanging over the fence and that's what they were picking. Our yard is completely fenced in and I had checked to make sure all the gates were shut so T couldn't get out. So it takes some effort to get into our yard.

I know these pics aren't the best. I was inside the house trying to sneakily take them. This has never happened before that I know of so I'm not sure if this is "normal" in this country. They are acting like it's perfectly normal. I mean, they came and asked me for a drink for corn's sake.

3 comments:

Shelli said...

How nice of you to share your olives :) (albeit without permission). I hope that you didn't want them -- our family loves olive (we all enjoy the green ones even better than the black), so it would be exotic to have an olive tree in our back yard.

Shauna said...

This sounds just like my grandma. She knows where all of the good fruit is in her neighborhood (including backyards.)
Hey, if you want to play, I tagged you on my blog.

Erinn and Ryan said...

Hi Cummings Family! I feel obligated to reveal that we've been blog-stalking you for about a year now. You guys are all awesome writers, and you keep me from whining too much about being in California. Thanks for your example!