Two fun thoughts from the world of TCK’s (Third Culture Kids) N and Q, who live on an English-only campus now but still get lots of exposure to many tribal languages.

Last week Quinn used a word I didn’t understand when speaking to one of our staff friends here, a young woman who is kind of a big sister to N and Q. Turns out the word means “fart” or the verb for “to gas” and was quickly picked up by Quinn from his two friends . . . . A common language of their play is the cries and waving arms resulting from a few too many CSB bean meals.

As Naomi arrived into town Sunday evening, with friends yelling greetings to us as our vehicle passed through town, she jumped up and down: “Mom, mom, now my tongue can speak the lanuage it likes again!” (which amazingly enough was referring to Lubwisi!!)

Gotta love language.