After our family worship time today, we ordered chicken from a local restaurant (a special treat) and then piled on our bed to watch the classic film The Wizard of Oz. We invited D to join us and she happily agreed. Now D was born in Nepal and raised in India, and the girl cut her teeth on Bollywood films. In fact, she still loves them with a passion and can recite many a line from this Hindi film and that one. I was mildly interested to see what her reaction to Dorothy and Toto would be since she'd never seen the famous American movie.
Well, in short, she loved it. And I guess it's no wonder, really. Bollywood is all about color, improbable plot twists, infinite costume changes, and big song-and-dance numbers. So the man in a lion suit, the glittering red shoes, and flying monkeys were...strangely familiar, in a corn-fed, Midwestern way. She seemed to get it, which made me unexpectedly happy.
Maybe that's because it's nice when someone understands a piece of your history, a little glimpse into the culture that shaped you. After all, as Dorothy says, There's no place like home.
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