Alphabe Thursday … Q is for o que dizer and other questions.

On Saturday I go to Brazil as if you didn’t know.  I often wonder how this all happened.  I was just a mum doing as mums do in my neighbourhood; not to far away, so I could attend to my child’s needs.  I had no great ambition to travel the world.  Although our annual holidays had become a little more adventurous since the children had grown up and we had a little more money and time to ourselves.
Now I find myself with a child and her ‘other’ family in Brazil and destined to stay for a while.  I have become an international commuter … with delight.  I would not change a thing except I do have one slight regret.  While I am a champion of dead languages; I am a failure as regards modern tongues. So when I travel I become a gibbering idiot; my daughter and I have to change roles. It is me who retorts like a dripping tap ‘ What is that?’ ‘Why is this?’ ‘How far is it?’ ‘Are we there yet?’
que, qual, o que, quem