November 19, 2006

So It Wasn't A Cup of Sugar

My next door neighbor often sends one of her little ones over when she wishes to borrow something. Normally it is garlic or catsup or an onion. Things go back and forth between us fairly regularly.

So today we get a tiny knock on the door; and then another one so we could be sure someone was there.

The Monkey opens it up and there's Neighbor Kid. I bend down to see what she seeks.

"What sweetie?"
"Your lice comb."

Nu, why not?

I pulled out the hairs sticking in them and handed it over.

I say: Only in Israel!
I can't imagine borrowing a lice comb in Brooklyn NY.

Posted by Rachel Ann at November 19, 2006 08:15 PM | TrackBack

Yeh, there are a lot of countries, where to borrow something is a usual thing. It exists even a proverb-a neighbour is closer than a brother. I had an experience with Moldavians. A teacher from Moldova stayed in our house for a week. In the first day she came with a lot of gifts, flowers and something of food. We could not understand for whom it is and why. My mom could hardly refrain from crying. But the teacher explained that this is a normal, traditional thing in her country to come with something on a visit. You see, maybe they are more kind and open than we are.

Posted by: Julya at December 5, 2006 09:01 AM

Lice Comb, yes.

Its what i use to preen my curlies.

Haroun Rashid likes it up the bum.

Posted by: Buta Shawallah at February 20, 2007 12:17 PM

Neil Ferguson from blyth likes to make keyrings out of snots and sell them on ebay as kinder surprise collections.

Clint Parkinson from blyth has a jaw made out of coathangers.

Karl Betts from blyth is the sleeping bear.

Chris Macdonald from blyth has seven surnames.

Posted by: Buta Shawallah at February 20, 2007 12:22 PM

Believe in god. Spread the word.

Posted by: Buta Shawallah at May 4, 2007 01:34 PM

BEST info!


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