Being approximately 1/4 Arabic, I’m somewhat ashamed to say I have absolutely no idea what’s going on here. Yes, I’ve never put forth the effort to learn the native tongue of that segment of my elders, but at least I’ve still got those Berlitz tapes.
So, yeah, there’s still plenty of time to pick the language up, I suppose. I just hope I’ve learned enough in time to reason with them the day these cute little tykes show up at my door singing carols. You know, bringing tidings of joy, laughter, and cheer. Droppin’ bodies and what not..