Entry tags:
weirdness, life, japanese people
isn't it wonderful how sometimes things happen that surprise you so much you just can't stop laughing?
1. in japan two years ago. walking with host parents and na-chan (sister) down the hill from kiyomizudera, the temple, past the little shops. stop and buy green tea/vanilla swirl icecream (the best). mama is wearing green shirt and white jeans, so i say, "mama, you match my icecream." mama: oh, great, i'm icecream. papa: *laughs* mama: papa, i am icecream. have some! *picking up the edge of her shirt* papa: *laughs* me: *fall over from shock* papa: no, i don't like it. mama: [says in japanese what i later find out means "please lick"]
2. my japanese prof. (otherwise known as the coolest advisor in the universe) wrote our textbook. my drill partner* and i are going over the speaking sections for all the old chapters today, and laughing at errors. prof. asks us to mention any we find, so i say, flipping the page, "there is this really bad one..." of an instance where a line got assigned to the wrong speaker, resulting in much confusion. prof: really bad! don't say that! bad girl! *hits my shoulder, laughing* me: *die of shock* prof: *to my partner* i think we will make her write a textbook, huh? and then we will pass it out and everyone will say it is really bad. partner: *no help at all* prof: *keeps hitting my shoulder--seriously, like 10 times* me: *can't stop laughing to save my life, or to explain more carefully what i was talking about*
tonight, i spent more than 3 hours on 20 japanese sentences and 6 greek sentences. the greek sentences took about 2.5 of those hours. ...does something strike you as strange?
*drill partner looks a lot like julian bashir, the dr from star trek: ds9. not quite as cute. but def. close enough.
1. in japan two years ago. walking with host parents and na-chan (sister) down the hill from kiyomizudera, the temple, past the little shops. stop and buy green tea/vanilla swirl icecream (the best). mama is wearing green shirt and white jeans, so i say, "mama, you match my icecream." mama: oh, great, i'm icecream. papa: *laughs* mama: papa, i am icecream. have some! *picking up the edge of her shirt* papa: *laughs* me: *fall over from shock* papa: no, i don't like it. mama: [says in japanese what i later find out means "please lick"]
2. my japanese prof. (otherwise known as the coolest advisor in the universe) wrote our textbook. my drill partner* and i are going over the speaking sections for all the old chapters today, and laughing at errors. prof. asks us to mention any we find, so i say, flipping the page, "there is this really bad one..." of an instance where a line got assigned to the wrong speaker, resulting in much confusion. prof: really bad! don't say that! bad girl! *hits my shoulder, laughing* me: *die of shock* prof: *to my partner* i think we will make her write a textbook, huh? and then we will pass it out and everyone will say it is really bad. partner: *no help at all* prof: *keeps hitting my shoulder--seriously, like 10 times* me: *can't stop laughing to save my life, or to explain more carefully what i was talking about*
tonight, i spent more than 3 hours on 20 japanese sentences and 6 greek sentences. the greek sentences took about 2.5 of those hours. ...does something strike you as strange?
*drill partner looks a lot like julian bashir, the dr from star trek: ds9. not quite as cute. but def. close enough.