Today, I went to get a haircut, and it was really cool. During the first semester, I'd gone to this same lady to get a hair cut, and had no idea what she was saying. I managed to figure out that she was going to cut my hair, and it was going to be short, and, as that was what I was aiming for, I was fine with it. Today, when I went back, I actually was able to understand what she was saying, and got to have a nice conversation with her. I guess I've slowly gotten more accustomed to the accent here, so I'm better able to pick out words. It's not something that I've been able to notice on a day to day basis, but to be able to go from not being able to communicate at all, to having a conversation feels pretty sweet.
Not related to language, but this lady hasn't really encountered that many beards before, and decided that the beard hair and the head hair shouldn't meet up, so she was nice enough to fix that for me.
No sideburns for me.
That is so cool that you can understand the hair cutter now. You should tell all the new teachers next year to find a benchmark person like that so they can go back and assess their language improvement.
ReplyDeleteGreat idea Bill. Will, it is so nice to see that you can see increased familiarity!
ReplyDeleteMade me laugh. Far East chic. If I could see the whole thing, are you more: troubled denizen from a Star Trek world, or Hunger Games host, or Warrior of the North (battle ax division)?
ReplyDeleteDefinitely more Warrior of the North, but the idiot one who didn't quite get the memo on what everybody else was doing.
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