A friend is going to marry a Lebanese, is going to meet his mother in his homeland, says:
Well, the bags from the morning began to collect, I look his shoes dirty, washed, as usual pulled out of them white ropes, washed, hanged on the battery. So you can’t imagine his face when he saw them: dear, I’m sure I’m glad that you care about me, but that’s... you remember how they were snapped?! I, naturally, understood why it all happened when he looked at me with wild eyes, as I squeezed my shoes. He is 26 years old and can’t do that!!! to
We have difficulty understanding them.