Thursday, January 19, 2017
Having a conversation @VickiBatman #foreignlanguage #makingfriends #MFRWorg
Recently, I was out of town with Handsome. While he was attending to business, I waited for him in the lobby. I stuck in my headphones to listen to Chris Botti and began embroidering a special gift. As he was ushered back, a man across the way said something like "you don't go?"
Since I wasn't sure I heard him correctly, I took out my earbuds and walked over to him. He was an elderly guy and having men in my life who couldn't hear well, I am a little sensitive in talking with people so they can hear. I said, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you."
He pointed in the direction Handsome had gone. "Don't go?"
I must have looked puzzled. "No. It's okay to wait."
He asked, "You speak Spanish?"
I do not speak Spanish. I know French. Nine years worth. After all that time, you'd think I was an expert at the language. However, like most things, it's only good if you practice. Like I used it when in France. There's not much reason to speak French where I live. Spanish and French, being romance languages, have similar words. That's probably why I can read some Spanish.
That said, I did learn a bit of Spanish, the first grade stuff-numbers, colors and everyday things. So I said to the nice man, "Uno. Dos. Tres."
We laughed. He indicated the handiwork and I said, "Embroidery."
I asked if his wife was sick. He said tests.
He asked if I have children. I said, "Dos. Ninos."
He informed me he had grandchildren by showing knee high with his hand. "Ocho."
He asked, "Glasses?"
And then his wife and another man came. He left.
Neither of us spoke different languages well, but we somehow understood each other. I thought that was cool.
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Posted by Vicki Batman, sassy writer of sexy and funny fiction, blogger at Handbags, Books...Whatever at 2:00 AM