One of my favorite sisters, Char, came to town today with her youngest. Mason wants to take up a career in aviation. WMU has the 3rd ranked program for that in the country and they came to check it out. After a day of meetings, and seeing those "beautiful almost new airplanes" they seemed convinced that Western would be the best place.
This evening Jackie and I had a delightful dinner at Applebees with Char and Mason, and I remarked to Mason that I was counting on him to provide material for this blog. As we were leaving Mason told me that he did a theatrical performance this summer. "I stood on stage and told puns." I asked him how it went and he replied; "Well, it was basically just a play on words." Thanks Mason.
Earlier in the day I had a road test for a woman who was brought to us by and older guy named Manny. This guy teaches driver ed for adults and is quite a character. He used to teach high school in Grand Rapids and then did substitute teaching for 7 years after that. One time, knowing that I would be substituting I asked Manny for any tips if I ever happened to sub in GR. Manny grumbled; "I used to tell them first thing, I'm having a bad day. Don't mess with me, and that seemed to work." OOOO K.
Anyway, Manny says that this girl needs someone to translate and so this other lady is going to help her. I position the other lady next to me and begin. She doesn't help at all when I ask the girl for documents and do the vehicle inspection, but then that part doesn't usually need much help. Then I instruct the driver that during the part in the parking lot with the cones it will be a penalty each time the car hits a cone or crosses over any of the lines. I look to the lady to translate and she says; "Donn heet da cones or da line."
I then ask the lady what her country is and she tells me Liberia. "Isn't English the official language in Liberia?" I ask. "It tis, only it'sa broken English." OOOO K.
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