Lady GaGa & her Big Brass Band

Overheard….then roughly translated into English, but you will get the gist.

It is a rainy, misty Autumn morning. The kitchen is warm and cosy, there are wonderful smells drifting through the house as the clock inches its way toward midday lunch.

Miss 8 is sitting at the kitchen table, she is peeling the skins off a bag of hazelnuts, which she triumphantly collected from our garden, chatting away to her Oma (Miss 82). The radio is playing softly in the background.

Miss 8: “Oma, can you please turn up the radio, this is my favourite song.” Miss 8 has managed (with French Resistance style skill) to switch the radio station from WDR4 (Tunes to grow your nose hair by) to SWR3 (hip, slick and cool appealing to precocious 8 year olds).

Oma obliges, and then continues stirring the red cabbage.

Miss 8: “Oma, this is Lady Gaga, do you know lady Gaga?”

Oma continues to stir, and makes a non-commital sound, something like “hummhoom”.

Miss 8 sings along to the song on the radio…..

Miss 8: “Oma, do you like this song? Do you know what it is called?”

Oma is no fool, she has been listening to her bilingual grandchild, and has the tune down…..

Oma: “Yes, I can even sing a bit.” A slight clearing of the throat and out came “Ompah pa pa Ompah pa paparazzi, Ompah pa pa Ompah pa paparazzi….”

You can bring the English to the Oma, but you can’t take the German out of her!

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