We haven't made too many cultural blunders that we know of yet - mostly because we're very slow to act and we ask our Acholi friends EVERYTHING.
But, here's an oops!
We were invited to a wedding over the weekend. At the end of MONTHS of barely sleeping, running around like crazy, and dealing with unimaginable situations... we were so tired, somewhat sick physically, the children "done" (if you know what I mean)... so, after asking multiple people for advice, we attended the ceremony but not the reception. We enjoyed a somewhat restful and rare afternoon home as a family.
Sunday, our dear friend and pastor, walked with us out of church afterwards and informed Josh that he stood in on Josh's behalf at the wedding reception. Apparently, as the bride's (former) employer, Josh was to make a speech. Peter agreed that we should have been informed and not "ambushed" (he was one who told us that we did not need to attend the reception if the children needed to go home). But, nonetheless, "the Director" was not present at the reception...
Ah!
Then today, Josh came home with wedding "cakes" (a cake is called "cakes") "for the Director."
Oh dear!
Well, we'll enjoy the "cakes" and, in the doing, try to swallow the guilt that we skipped out on a wedding reception where we were supposed to make a speech...
... And I'm sure that Pastor Peter did a much better job at the speech than we would have...
"Sorry, I'm just a mzungu! I didn't know!"
But, here's an oops!
We were invited to a wedding over the weekend. At the end of MONTHS of barely sleeping, running around like crazy, and dealing with unimaginable situations... we were so tired, somewhat sick physically, the children "done" (if you know what I mean)... so, after asking multiple people for advice, we attended the ceremony but not the reception. We enjoyed a somewhat restful and rare afternoon home as a family.
Sunday, our dear friend and pastor, walked with us out of church afterwards and informed Josh that he stood in on Josh's behalf at the wedding reception. Apparently, as the bride's (former) employer, Josh was to make a speech. Peter agreed that we should have been informed and not "ambushed" (he was one who told us that we did not need to attend the reception if the children needed to go home). But, nonetheless, "the Director" was not present at the reception...
Ah!
Then today, Josh came home with wedding "cakes" (a cake is called "cakes") "for the Director."
Oh dear!
Well, we'll enjoy the "cakes" and, in the doing, try to swallow the guilt that we skipped out on a wedding reception where we were supposed to make a speech...
... And I'm sure that Pastor Peter did a much better job at the speech than we would have...
"Sorry, I'm just a mzungu! I didn't know!"
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