Colds, cultural miscommunication and the like
Hey You, (yes you!)
Well I seem to have acquired a icky cold from somewhere (probably a little sticky child), just your average stuffy-head, rattling brain, hacking cough sort of deal, but it seems to be on it’s way out.
But enough about me, lets talk about Hoa our Vietnamese teacher. She is adorable and very sweet, she calls Sam a fat potato but is perfectly lovely about me. Sam was asking her why she thought that one of his classes call him bumble-bee. She thought it was most likely due to (her words not mine) the big pointy nose on his small head.
The Vietnamese have a way with words!
So everyone here at the moment is all “Michael Jackson” talk, Hoa bought him up and Sam said “he was a weird paedophile that touched heaps of children.” In a classic English-Vietnamese exchange, Hoa replied “ah, yes, he touched many children with his music.” Hmmm, not quite what we meant but whatever.
Hope all is well in your various places and spaces.
Love Rose
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