A Village Weekend Our house A City Weekend The Zoo A picnic in the park We all brought our tents Rosie’s counting…like this….Two, three, two, three, two, three. Szukam! Quick! Hide! Lizzie (in…
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May 2010
Well, we were not flooded, thank goodness. I mean, our part of the City was not flooded, but inhabitants of one district of the City were not so fortunate. In other parts of Poland, the damage was much, much…
Clumsy. Klutzy. An accident waiting to happen. That’s me. Hearing an “ow” from the other room or seeing a fresh bruise on my arm, Misiu always asks, “Did the wall jump out at you again?” “No,” I answer indignantly,…
I am American and I am proud of it. But I don’t live in America. I live in Poland. That must mean that Poland is super duper, right? Not really. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not knocking Poland. I…
Washing the family cars was my job as a kid (along with raking the leaves, cleaning out the roof gutters and shoveling the snow), so I have always believed that I am more than capable of keeping my car(s)…
It may be the end of Kielbasa Stories as we know it. Anticipated comments: Reaction 1: What? Chris, no! We love you and Kielbasa Stories so much. You are such a clever and talented writer with an amazing sense…
You may have heard of the pink slip (it is a euphemism for getting fired in America), but have you heard of the yellow papers? No? Then you are probably not Polish. Getting your “yellow papers” in Polish means…
I’ve been considering translating all posts to Polish. Don’t know if it makes sense to do it or not. Also considering posts entitled, “That’s So Polish”, but not sure I can pull it off. Should be humorous not hurtful.…
