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Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Who are you, and what have you done with my husband - Part 2


So the guy in the middle looks a lot like Daniel. If you've never seen Daniel before, trust me, the resemblance is uncanny.

This guy got off a bus last Friday night, from a week long performance tour to B.C. with a choir from Canada and a choir from Namibia. He gave me a hug hello, so I thought it was Daniel. Several incidents have since aroused my suspicion that some sort of switch has taken place.

First, there were the elaborate secret handshake rituals between "Daniel" and Linus (the guy on the right in the picture). Then there was the brotherly affection shown by "Daniel", as he excitedly introduced me to his new friends in the African choir.

The major incident that cemented my belief that some sort of Doppelganger has taken my husband's place came after our "Connections Encore" concert last Saturday night. We had left the auditorium, and a wild drumming and dancing circle had formed in the large foyer of the church. Africans from the choir and the audience were shakin' it, small children were entering the circle and shakin' it, Canadian choir members were doing the running man -- when suddenly, a tall choir member burst into the circle doing a frantic tribal dance, limbs flailing as he leapt and capered about while the crowd cheered and applauded.

Dumbfounded, flabbergasted, I watched my husband dance.

One of the girls in the choir told me she asked him after, "Where did that come from?"

He answered, "I've had 26 years to practice."

The African choir left for home yesterday, and now I'm living with a man who's becoming more like my husband every day. I keep wondering how I can make him stay like the guy who got off the bus that night. Because that guy was really happy, and I think I could get used to having him around.

1 Comments:

  • At 3:48 PM, Anonymous Jena said…

    I really enjoyed reading this post, Jaimie. Maybe your husband could teach my husband some dance moves.

     

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