Monday, March 17, 2008
The path to learning a second language is marked with baby steps. I was able to take one of those baby steps a few weeks ago when I made my first joke in Polish. Reality television is all the rage now in Poland. One such show is "Zona dla Tatusia"---literally translated "a wife for dad." Three times a week Ginger and I get a little exercise at a gym here in Sieldce and one day I noticed several people, around the television, shaking their heads at a commercial advertising this show. Evidently, the gimmick is that the children choose the wife for their dad. In this case, the dad was kind of an odd looking fella and he was bald, and by bald I mean, something scared his hairline years ago and it never stopped receding, if you get my drift. As I walked by the group of people I said (without even thinking) "moze byc Wlosy dla Tatusia" ----literally "maybe it should be called Hair For Dad." The comment managed to get a smirk out of most of the group, which is a hard reaction to get here sometimes. Red Skelton I am not but a guy can try can't he?