So there I am on the back of Fred's truck, Fred is standing next to the driver door when one of the old men from the dump comes up to me (directly in front of Fred who is listening) asking for and ACTING OUT his boots (he pretended to put them on). Fred looks confused and I am struggling to say TOMORROW in Burmese, hoping the man will leave before Fred catches on to what we are talking about. I end up saying it in Thai (Tomorrow-Poonie) which satisfies the old and and he leaves.
Luckily Fred did not ask what he wanted, a close call! Fred even got one of his young people over to translate, she asked the man if he needed anything but he said he did not, which was lucky for me. If he had said, "Gerry promised me boots and he said he will bring them tomorrow", there would have been a big anger explosion and I might have ended up walking home! That could have ended the film right there.
I feel like I am leading some kind of secret double life here. All I wanted to do was hand out some boots, to help some folks! Now I have all this craziness and intrigue. Close calls, speaking code languages so Fred does not understand etc. Feel like I am working on thin glass, hoping it does not break.
I will hand out the boots owed, then I will not get any more for now. This secret donation stuff is nerve wracking, not my cup of tea. I do not need the added drama, I have too many other things to worry about.
Luckily Fred did not ask what he wanted, a close call! Fred even got one of his young people over to translate, she asked the man if he needed anything but he said he did not, which was lucky for me. If he had said, "Gerry promised me boots and he said he will bring them tomorrow", there would have been a big anger explosion and I might have ended up walking home! That could have ended the film right there.
I feel like I am leading some kind of secret double life here. All I wanted to do was hand out some boots, to help some folks! Now I have all this craziness and intrigue. Close calls, speaking code languages so Fred does not understand etc. Feel like I am working on thin glass, hoping it does not break.
I will hand out the boots owed, then I will not get any more for now. This secret donation stuff is nerve wracking, not my cup of tea. I do not need the added drama, I have too many other things to worry about.
