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I was walking home from school one day and saw a man with an eyepatch and two aluminum braces to help him walk. He was walking from one of the fields with his black, shaggy dog. We ran into each other and went through the standard greetings:
Lumela, ntate!
E, lumela ntate!
U phela joang?
Kea phela, uena?
I should note that in Lesotho it's customary to shake hands for a pretty long time, moving back and forth between the straight handshake and the more angled thumb-clasp one (during training, we were taught that an appropriate amount of time was "before your hands get too warm"). So we were doing the extended handshake thing, and he knew a fair bit of English. He asked where I was from, and when I said "America," he responded "America! That is the country I love more than is necessary, because they care enough to send you here where the people are suffering." I thought briefly about explaining that there is in fact no upper bound to how much a person can love America, but instead settled on "Yes, kea leboha ntate, we do what we can."
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