1. I ran into a piece of Truk while shopping at a garage sale. It was the third sale of the morning. I heard the unmistakeable language, and had to interject. (For those of you who don't speak Trukese, I apologize. Find a translator if you're interested in knowing what went down.)
"Ami chon ia?" I asked.
"Weno," one of them answered.
"Pwan ngang," I said.
"En mei sinei emon nengin itan Chein?" she asked.
"Mei wor emon pwii itan Chein ekan angang pioing..." I answered.
"Ina!" she said enthusiastically. "Chienei chon angang kongof!"
And so I was tickled that not only are we from the same island, but she knows my cousin Jane. What a small world this is. To make it even smaller, we ran into each other several more times in the next hour, shopping garage sales.
2. Tiffany. We met at a garage sale. And I took her home. I need not say more!
Well, okay, so she's not a genuine Tiffany. But she's pretty enough to grace my hutch.
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