Below is an excerpt from my friend's blog who is currently working abroad in China as an architect. His name is Vic. I always love his stories.
I’ve been taking Chinese language class for about 5 months now and we recently finished up the first series of beginning Chinese class. The first few months, my learning curve shot up and my ability to speak “survival Chinese” was a pleasant surprise. I was so proud of myself that I could get into a cab and get to where I wanted to go or order food and end up with something relatively close to what I ordered.
Well, since class just ended we also had our Final Exam. The Final was broken into three parts. Part one was an easy enough and was a “complete the sentence by filling in the blank” section. The second part was comprised of two essays that I pretty much hacked through but was seemingly acceptable to our teacher. Then there was part three, the dialogue with the teacher. First, I must give props to Neko, our language teacher. Not only has she been patient and very tolerant with me and the other goof balls in class (all we do is ask her how to say cuss words and make fun of all the situations we’ve experienced in China), she has made our class quite enjoyable.
After Neko and I go through part three of the Final Exam and after five months of blood sweat and a half ass effort on my part, Neko’s response to me was (as she rolled her eyes and shook her head in disgust)…”Victor you speak like a preschooler that can order hookers and beer…”
That said, on to Beginning Chinese: Part II. Hopefully I can do as well as I did in Part I.
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4 comments:
that's a good story. i want to speak filthy chinese to Neko too.
Rich! Just started blogging since I've actually got time on my hands now-a-days! I'm still new at this and trying to figure it all out while big Bro watches it all. I love your blog.
That was a good story! I sympathize cause all I can do in Japanese is speak like a preschooler and order hookers and beer...well, maybe just beer.
Rich...Thanks for your comments. What are we now...late 30s (i'm being kind to us) and I just discovered "blogging" and realized that writing is fun! About the short skirts...I'm not knocking it at all. In fact, I love it! It's just interesting to see these really angelic innocent looking girls in these slutty slutty outfits. There's just this element of cognitive dissonance, you know..."wow what a cute innocent little girl...WOW is she really wearing daisy dukes (dare I say shorter than daisy dukes) with knee high socks and high heels"!!!
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