|Mikias and Gibson 1st day of school '10|
About a year after our youngest son, Jemby came home another Ethiopian boy, Bude came home to his family. Bude's family lives in the next town. Jemby and Bude are the same age and quickly became friends. The two boys attended the same preschool program and people have been confusing them ever since.
People in our community often call Bude Jemby and vice versa. All the more astonishing since the boys are usually called the wrong name while out with their parents. Bude's parents are taller, thinner and younger than us (yet, we still like them) and without our Ethiopian children in tow, no one would confuse us for each other. One woman in particular would see Bude and never fail to call him Jemby in spite of multiple corrections from Bude and his parents.
|Bude and Jemby at football practice|
She took one look at Jemby and said to her friends, "Ohmygod, I know him!"
"You know Jemby?" I asked
"No, it's Bude." she corrected me
"No, I know Bude but this is Jemby. He and Bude are buddies."
Without acknowledging me, she continued talking with her friends, "When I worked at Qdoba, he came in all the time. He is Ethiopian but he loves Mexican food!"
Pointing at Jemby she said to her friends, "Isn't he adorable?"
Jemby and I walked away to do our shopping. This girl was beyond reason, she had a story to tell and she wasn't going to let the little detail of having the wrong Ethiopian boy ruin it.
I think I need to pay a visit to that gift shop soon. I'll bring Gibson along, I have a feeling he'd be able to explain it to her better than I could.