tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8557878742097630025.post7366745513238179..comments2023-10-12T02:34:45.657-07:00Comments on Gadabout Gram: I knew that it could happen, that I could fall in love in UgandaDanielle Gramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00296699811135755282noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8557878742097630025.post-56350973220098890892011-12-09T11:53:17.167-08:002011-12-09T11:53:17.167-08:00Thanks, Marie Danielle. I have a quite similar sto...Thanks, Marie Danielle. I have a quite similar story. It remind me the American volunteer (Corps de la Paix) in our village. He had a huge motorcycle and used to 'drive' us in town...We couldn't pronounce his complicated name; so we called him 'Yanke' meaning a yankee. From him, we've got the passion of reading: he had so many interesting stories to tell us: about the Navy, the Cia, Harvard, Tex Bill, Kung Fu, Dallas, Kennedy, Amstrong etc.... In the end, he will give us a booklet and say 'read the story here...' The story was not there.probably he was making them up himself. But we like to read and read in order to have a ride in his motorcyle... many years later, taking a class at KSG (Harvard), I could remember our yankee friend in my village: "this is the Harvard he was talking about. Hummm!!!" . So, Shami, yes you can. Ah one more thing, the yankee could eat one chicken alone ! He was very big. So we grew up with the idea that Americans are all big. Childhood !Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com