Conversations with Anya

A bilingual household means a bilingual kid! I’ll try to translate most of the conversations but sometimes its not that easy. Hope you’ll excuse that 🙂

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On our way to CA as we were driving and I was trying to look for a hotel for the night on my phone,

Anya: Fun Sa hotel dhoondo mama jahan ballerinas dance kar RI ho aur hum dekh rahe ho aur clap kar rahe hoen. (Find a fun hotel mama, where ballerinas are dancing and we are watching them and clapping our hands)

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A little while later, while still on the road

Anya: light on karo. (Turn on the light)

Bilal and I: What do you want to do?

Anya: I want to see Tessa* , meine kabhi bhi Tessa ko nahi dekha hai. (I want to see Tessa, I have never seen Tessa)

TWO MINUTES LATER, WE HEAR A THUMP

Anya: I don’t need Tessa.

(throws it away)

ANOTHER TWO MINUTES LATER

Anya, panicking: TESSA?! TESSA?!

Us: ?!!

*Tessa: Her favorite stuffie dog from one of my sisters.

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At bedtime one night:

Anya: Thank you Allah mian for giving us some cute toes so we can walk. Thank you Allah mian for giving us a bottom to sit on. And thank you Allah mian for giving mermaid a tail so she could swim, otherwise if she had legs how could she swim.

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Our conversation one morning.

Anya: Baba’s favorite color is blue.

Me: Really?

Anya: Mama, whats your favorite color?

Me: I really love colors so I like all colors.

Anya: Do you like Pink?

Me: Um Yes. But I don’t’ like everything to be Pink. Like if I’m wearing a Pink top, I will not wear Pink pants. Because I like to mix and match.

Anya: But I like to match. So I can say Pink (pointing at her top), Pink, (pointing at her skirt) and Pink, (pointing at her tights).

Me: Ahan? (while inside I groan!!).

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Anya telling me she’s not hungry..

Me: Anya its not funny

A: I did not say that. I did not say it is funny..

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I gave her a snack after dinner time and was trying to get her to finish it.

Me: Anya, you should eat otherwise you keep saying you’re hungry once it’s bedtime.

Anya: Mama, when I say I’m hungry at night, I am just J-O-K-I-N-G. I am not really hungry at night time. It’s a joke.

Me: !!

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One day while I’m driving.

Anya: Mama, what does a car look like?

Me: What does a car look like? You know what it looks like!

Anya: Yes, I know what a car looks like. I was just kidding!

Anya: Mama what does a road look like?

Me: !!

Anya: I know what a road looks like, I’m just kidding, KIDDING!

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At dinner one day,

Anya: Mei to sirf one time khati hoon. (I only eat just once a day)

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At bedtime Anya: I wish that Baba and mama and I can see Allah mian

Me: You want to meet Allah mian?

Anya: Yes. Because I want to ask him something.

Me: What do you want to ask him love?

Anya: That why do you live up in the sky where no one can see you!

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Playing with her stuffies with her daddy.

Bilal, pretending to be the duck: Tell me a song.

Anya: You know, just google song.

Us: (OMG??)

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Anya’s cousin and her husband were visiting us and we were so excited about their visit.

Me: Do you think we should take S apa somewhere in our car when she comes?

Anya: Yes.

(Thinks it over.)

Anya: Maybe she can do the bartan (dishes) washing so you and I can play. 

Me: !

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In the car one day, looking at the GPS in Bilal’s car.

Anya: Mama dekho baba ke maps mei Allah mian ne kitna acha banaya hai lines for roads. (Mama, look in Baba’s maps Allah has made such nice lines for roads)


For more in this series, go here.

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