It’s bizarre – the people that speak English here do not always understand us when we speak. There is definitely something lacking between saying the words you need and at the same time conveying the correct meaning of what you’re saying and vice versa.
The Groupama insurance guy was trying so hard to say the English words for things he was stuttering. I nearly started laughing. It wasn’t that it was funny exactly more like frustration for him because he was struggling so hard.
Once again we were late back to the school to collect the kids for their 2 hour lunch break. So I had to eat humble pie again. Gate Lady didn’t seem as agitated as last week when we were late but I still had knots in my stomach as Andrew drove at breakneck speed to get back to Carlipa in time.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
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