Thursday, May 29, 2008
Pride
I am sitting on campus, on our "Main Street."
I have my computer on my lap and am getting a tan from the crazy intense humid sun.
It's a pretty kick ass way to spend part of my work day.
Except,
Ocassionally, (read "freaking often") marauding groups of children come rampaging past.
Shouting things liike "Hello!"
"Nice to meet you!"
"I'm fine thank you and you!"
The usual "English" of little Korean children.
Then came one little boy.
Maybe 7 years old.
A smile spreading across his face as he tore up to me.
Waving like a crazy person.
"I am a very handsome boy!" he shouted.
Yes, yes he is...
I have my computer on my lap and am getting a tan from the crazy intense humid sun.
It's a pretty kick ass way to spend part of my work day.
Except,
Ocassionally, (read "freaking often") marauding groups of children come rampaging past.
Shouting things liike "Hello!"
"Nice to meet you!"
"I'm fine thank you and you!"
The usual "English" of little Korean children.
Then came one little boy.
Maybe 7 years old.
A smile spreading across his face as he tore up to me.
Waving like a crazy person.
"I am a very handsome boy!" he shouted.
Yes, yes he is...