I thought about typing this up last night, but I was more interested in Skyping with my dad before I went to sleep than keeping my blog totally up to date.
Yesterday evening after training and a snack, Christina and I went to Amart again because we were both in need of a few items. We were looking at the milk, trying to decide which ones were safe to buy, when one of the female employees directs my attention to this huge gallon of milk. I told her as best I could it was too big, but thank you, and then grabbed a smaller milk (which has "Born in Taiwan" on it; adorable!). Then I went to get some bread, and Christina continued looking at produce/dairy things. When I came back, the lady was just asking Christina where she is from. Christina said "American" and the lady got excited "Ooh! American!" And then she looked at me and said something like "where you?" And I said "America," and she looks at me kind of surprised, and she says "America? Really? Sure?" I confirmed America, and she says...
"You Korean! You look Korean!"
I'm not sure if that is a good thing or not around here, but I'll roll with it.
Also, Felix and I had this conversation early this morning (my time) that just keeps making me giggle inside:
Felix: tell me some of the things you've learned about culture
Me: I don't know. I don't feel like there has been a whole lot that I didn't really know yet?
Something about having dated two Chinese boys
and having had Asian friends since high school
Felix: and being Korean
I was thinking that maybe it's just because I have dark hair (that I still love, Trish!) and dark eyes, but then I thought of two other times while I was living in California that I had an Asian ask me if I was also Asian. And that was before I dyed my hair and when I had my practically Hispanic skin from standing outside in the sun every day at Disney, so I don't even know anymore.
Well, lunch break is over. Time to get back to the classroom to see just how messed up this language called English really is!