That's Some Chicken!

There were a few posts trapped in blog post prison so I decided to spring them out today.
I started this post after Easter and here's a humorous snippet from it...

One Mouer Easter tradition is to color Easter eggs at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. We carried on the tradition by dying eggs with the Peters. When we were done, we had some vibrant-colored eggs and ate chocolate chip cookies for lunch. As we departed the compound, we gave a colored egg to one of the guards and told her Happy Easter. She took the egg and said it was so pretty (bèl)!

“Is this from a chicken?” she asked in Creole.

“Yes,” I said, not seeing where the conversation was headed.

“Chicken?” she said in English, making sure I understood what she was asking.

“Yes,” I replied again.

“Bèl!” she exclaimed a second time with amazement.

And then it dawned on me that she thought the chicken had laid it the vibrant color that we had colored it.
“Oh! WE colored it!” I explained, and we all had a good laugh before driving away.