day 7: fruit (red is for strawberries)

so i live on a farm here in zambia... but not just any farm, my friends.  i live on a strawberry farm. oh yeah.  that means i can have strawberries whenever i want... that is when the workers don't strip the plants dry to sell them... blast.


here's my little roomies being crazy in the field:

and this... well, this is my dear friend, liness:

(that's "lee-nus" if your me and "ly-nus" if your everyone else at school) i adore this girl.


the other day i asked her why everyone calls her 'ly-nus' and she calls herself 'lee-nus'.  she got all shy and smiled.  she said her family named her 'lee-nus' but everyone at school calls her 'ly-nus' because it's a more common name.  i asked her what she wanted to be called.  she said she wants everyone at school to call her 'ly-nus'.  


i said "so do you like keeping your name special by having only your family call you by it?"  


she said, "yes.  but i want you to call my 'lee-nus'"


so apparently i'm officially in.  saweet (like strawberries)!