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This young boy approached me at the Giza Pyramids offering me a ride on either on of his “fine” horses for ten Egyptian Pounds. His name is Waleed and he is the second youngest horse bound tour guide in Egypt.
Boy: Meester…..al hessan….ashra gennae fahqut. (Mister…the horse….only ten egyptian pounds)
Me: Kam omruk? (How old are you?)
Boy: Ana? (Me?)
Me: Aywa….enta…kam omruk? (Yes….you….how old are you?)
Boy: Sabah (7)
Me: La areed an irkub al hessan ehlan….rakubtu al jamel min qabl! (No I don’t want to ride the horse now, I rode the camel before!)
Boy: “Min fadluk sayid…terkub al hessan….min fadluk…..themanea gennae fahqut.” (Please….sir…..you ride the horse….please….8 egyptian pounds only.)
Me: “La, la, la areed….mish aesh….” (No No, I don’t want….I don’t want (Egyptian Dialect))
Boy: Min fadluk ya sayid….min fadluk….hamza gennae fahqut!” (Please….sir….please…..five pounds only!”
Me: Abuk feen? Lematha enta qaid al hessan?” (Where’s your father, why do you lead the horses.)
Boy: Nahnu fakeer….min fadluk terkub al hessan…..thalatha genae fahqut.” (We’re poor…please…ride the horse….3 pounds only.)
Me: Ma ismuk? (What’s your name?)
Boy: Ismee Waleed. (My name is Waleed.)
Me. “Ya Waleed, la areed an irkub al hessan, areed an ikuth souratek…..lil thalatha genae.” (Waleed, I don’t want to ride the horse, I want to take your picture….for three pounds.)
Waleed: Okay mister. Three pounds.
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Me. Shukran…enta baeeya tayib. (Thanks, you are a good salesman.)
Waleed: (Laughs)
That is how this picture came about. Actually, Waleed’s horses were so skinny I was afraid I would break them. If you go to the Pyramids, and see him…..take his picture, but give him a tip.
