Why shouldn't a yes or no answer take three hours?

Sometimes talking here with the language and cultural barrier are just too much. Occasionally it's funny other times you just wanna cry. For example the other day I talked with my Dad for over an hour about building Douche's in my village. I couldn't figure out what he was talking about and every time he would agree with me he would then contradict the statement I had just confirmed. Finally we discovered that he was talking about my seed extension project not my douche. I'm not sure how that even went on for that long. Then there are times when people either totally misread your emotions or understand which emotion your having but not why. For example, Sunday I had a mason come to fix the locks on my room. He didn't finish and so I was upset because at night I couldn't lock up my room. Then my weave got caught on a cup of water and spilled on my work papers. Earlier in the day I had lent my machete to my mom and she returned it all dirty. So I go to my garden for some release. My family sees that I'm a little tiffed but didn't know the combination of things that had led up to my mood. Once in my garden there is the devil aka the neighbors chicken. I begin to yell a few words in English and threw my watering can as I chased the chicken. My neighbor sees me and says "wow you really don't want that chicken in your garden". I then could do nothing but go to my room and cry. There was just no point in trying to explain how one thing might not be so bad but when all the bad happens at once its hard to handle. The pic is my backyard where I go to cry.
My family also has funny language talks when I learn new words. The other night one of my little brothers told the other he hit him in the privates. I understood and then my whole family laughed and asked where I have been learning my wolof. Mostly I learn from people yelling random rude things at me and then I ask another volunteer. The normal vocab I learn everywhere. With my wolof friends and family. A common thing rude boys yell is how is your ahem lady part, so for a while I didn't know what they were saying and I'd just reply peace only. Oh my will I ever know the language all the way.