A baba / The nanny

Hoje eu me lembrei de uma cena que aconteceu comigo ha mais de um ano.
Eu fui com a Yolhi e o Joca ( filho lindomaravilhoso) que ela tem, a uma aula de natacao no Wahoo - um parque aquatico.
Como a Yolhi e uma maricas, nao gosta muito de agua, eu fui pra aulinha com ele.
Joca tinha uns dois anos. Nos brincamos muito. Mergulhamos, rolamos na piscina de ondas, pulamos, saltitamos, fizemos e acontecemos.
Quando eu estou saindo da piscina, vem uma fulana que eu nunca vi antes e me fala:

- Nossa! Como e que conseguiram trazer uma baba brasileira pra ca?

Diz a Yolhi que eu fiquei verde com o comentario da fofa. A Yolhi amou passar por minha empregadora.

Hoje eu reencontrei em uma festa a fulana da gafe. Nao, ainda nao perdoei.


PS - a fofa tambem e brasileira. Pode?

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A couple of years ago, I went with Yolhi and Joca ( gorgeousamazingbabyboy) to a swimming class, at Wahoo, the local water park.
Joca was just over two and we had a blast. We played, we splashed water, we laughed...
Just before I got out of the water, a woman comes from nowhere and says:

- Wow! How did they get a Brazilian nanny?

Yolhi swears I turned green when I heard that. Yolhi loved it!

And today I met the woman at a coffee afternoon. I can say with all my heart that I am far from forgiving her...


PS - the lady is brazilian!!

As promised: the day I slapt the taxi driver

2005, I was living in Sharjah, UAE. I had all kinds of sad experiences with taxi drivers who had no clue where to go, how to speak English or how to clean his car. I was pissed off already.

Coming back from Dubai, Rosana and I decided to share a cab. he would leave her at her place and drive me home, her apartment was on my way, anyway.

She put her things on the back of the car and we took off. When she arrived, she got off the car, and went around it, to take her shopping bags.

The driver just drove off.

I asked him to stop. I signaled, i mimed, I yelled and screamed. When I saw the big avenue approaching, I lost my cool and gave him a big slap on the shoulder. It surprised him and he stopped immediately.

Rosana managed to get her belongings and I pretended nothing had happened. He did not say I word, I did not say a word. But he could not take his eyes off me the rest of the journey. My theory is that he fell in love...

just another old lady

I remember when I was only 15 - and there was an old lady living in the house across the road from us. She lived with her daughter ( I think) and people said she was coocoo ( the old lady, not the daughter).

I don't know if they were right, all I know is how much I enjoyed going there. Every time it was the same thing:

- How did you get here to the farm (?) ? Don't you know the jaguar is around? It is very dangerous, girl!

I would tell her I was careful and she would tell me all the stories of a life she only lived in her mind.