6:18 p.m.
“Ammu Toot! Umee, Ammu Toot!”
I switch to my new-word-detective mode. Say who? Uncle Berry? A nickname for someone? Some memory involving a brother and blueberries? She is jumping frantically up and down.
"AMMU TOOT!”
I follow her around the corner to the bathroom and she points to a little speck on the floor.
Aaaaaah. Of course. A spider.
Ammu Toot. Ankabut.
6:25 p.m.
I try to adjust her pronunciation a bit. An-ka-boot. An. Ka. Boot. Some progress. Anpatoot. Antaboot.
6:32 p.m.
"Umee! Ayna 'A la patoot'?"
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I am a MAS Youth worker, and am dedicated to MAS as long as I live. I believe it is the best way out there to achieve the mission of Islam in America. My deep hope is that Allah will be pleased with me and everyone in MAS for this life commitment.
1 comment:
fyi i've read this entry about a dozen times ever since you published it, and i laugh out loud. every. single. time.
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