Serving up his African cuisine in his modest Washington apartment, Naphtali launched into questions. Ann and I responded, returning the volley.
“Reconnecting with old friends is like opening a time capsule filled with laughter and love.”* One particular memory out of the past evoked instant laughter among us all.
Back in the 80s, Ann and I had invited the young college student (Naphtali) to our Nyeri home for dinner.
After some minutes passed, I saw that Naphtali’s plate was likely ready for a refill.
“Let me bring you another serving,” I offered, moving my chair to rise.
When a person is in a season of mastering a second language, an occasional slip might occur. Such a slip – innocent and unintended – marked our young friend’s response, “Oh, no thank you, brother,” Naphatli offered in the most courteous tone, “I am fine … I am fed up.”
As Naphtali and I, these decades later, called up the memory, the glow of good-natured merriment washed through the dining area of his cozy Seattle apartment. I had, back in that earlier moment, set right his misapplied phrase. He, in turn (only slightly mortified) took the grammar correction in stride.
Our evening with our seasoned friend drew to a close. How sweet had been our time together! After prayers, Ann and I moved toward the door. Naphtali beamed his warm smile, and offered a parting call, “I do hope that this evening both of you were very fed up!” *Anonymous
-©2025 Jerry Lout Writer/Speaker Jerry Lout grew up in Okmulgee County. Jerry’s “Living with a Limp” and “Giants in the Rough” are available through Amazon. Current projects include “Inside-Out” and “Thresholds” – a string of narratives highlighting surprises, sorrows and adventure in the post-Africa years. Jerry welcomes reader comments at jerrylout@gmail.com and 918-857-4373.
