Consummate dilettantism!

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Forgetting America

A little Chinese boy was talking with his mom on the subway. He asked her why we weren't speaking English (in Chinese), and a little while later he asked me in his own (clear) English, with the cutest accent, "where do you come from?" I returned a broken "America"; a second later I realized the word sounded so unfamiliar. America? Did I mean 美國? I dunno; I ran it through my head again. "America". How odd.

I don't know -- which is it?

Also, did some more bargaining today; I'm getting pretty good at this. Breaking out the Chinese and watching their jaws drop is indescribably thrilling.

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