Lost in Translation.

August 31, 2012

Last week, we had some new people show up for English classes, two of whom were placed in my Intermediate class. An understated M briefly introduced himself and then bubbly N enthusiastically gave us a complete rundown on her life. I swear they also said they were cousins.

But then this week, in the middle of a riveting discussion about summertime apparel and possessive pronouns, M started lovingly stroking N’s neck. It was all I could do in that awkward moment to hope to goodness they were no longer cousins, and continue refreshing the class of the term “flip-flops.” And later, N, who I thought was in her mid-30s, revealed she was only 24 years old.

So much being lost in translation (weird Bill Murray movie, by the way).

Here are some pictures from the interns’ first day of English classes:


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