a little language lesson (for me)

Admittedly, I have a teddy bear on tour. He is a Koala bear, and his name is Kwawa. I've had this bear for as long as I can remember, and yesterday one of the girls I was staying with noticed him in my bag. She asked the name of my doll: I responded (boldly and unashamed): Kwawa.

She laughed, giggled, laughed some more, then proceeded to tell me that in Luganda, "kwawa" is "here" - as she pointed to her armpit. That's right, my bear's name is Armpit. I suppose that if I ever travel to Uganda, I should change his name.

Funny, the kinds of things that humble us...