So, I'm on my way back from dinner tonight.
The sun is setting.
The bats are coming out for their evening feed.
And I can begin to hear the evening prayers from the nearby Mosque.
Everything is as it should be.
Then I start to think that I recognize the prayer.
Now, I understand how language immersion works and you just sort of start to understand another language, but my exposure to the Arabic language has been limited to these daily prayers and the two or three phrases in I know.
Still, this prayer is very familiar-it's speaking to me. Not the words so much as the tune/harmony/melody.
Next thing I know I'm humming along... and not like you do when you don't really know the song. No. I was humming along as if it were as familiar as a Christmas Carol. But why would any Muslim Prayer be that familiar to me? This was really starting to freak me out. I was getting ahead of the prayer; I knew what direction it was taking, when the tempo was going to change.
That's when half my brain decided it had had enough fun at the expense of the other half and I recognized that the sound was not a Muslim prayer coming from the mosque but the muffled sounds from the radio in a Suburban parked down the street blasting the "The End," by The Doors...
"Lost in a Roman Wilderness of pain,
And all the children are insane;
All the children are insane;
Waiting for the summer rain."
I’m not sure if I should feel relieved or just silly.
I vote silly.
D- I think we're just talking to ourselves. I think we have completely lost our following due to being complete slackers. Whoops! We'll have to rope them back in! Love you! m