Tuesday, September 1, 2009

'Porn' in Thai, a common name. 'Porn' in America a nameless commonality.

A few things happened today (I taught, I suffered through 4 hours in the immigration office, I ate a few fried eggs) but by far the most life-changing was the fact that I caught my sweet, little, charming, wide-eyed landlord looking at quite scandalous porn.  Oh Mr. Chiang Mai Lodge, how you have ruined my image of you in your pink shirt.  

The rest of the day was a blur of the non-sensical.  3 people in a side-car crowd-surfing a large statue of a marshmallow, a hysterical student running to my desk to ask me the definition of 'co-anchor', being summoned to the immigration desk as "Ms. Elena. United States of America," which made me feel like I was representing the nation during a ceremonial moment of morning pandemonium.  

I am also losing my English abilities. (bad stuff Ajarn.) I now regularly say things like, "My shirt is green color," and "Yes I go market."  

Thank you Thailand. Kahp khun kah. 

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  1. SeguinSeptember 3, 2009 at 7:04 AM

    Don't be surprised if your English skills continue to detoriate. When I returned from France, I spoke English like a newly arrived immigrant third grader that got her hands on a GRE vocabulary list. I would randomly insert completely unecessary massive words into sentences with no verbs.

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