Cunning Nowhere

In the south of China, I have learned to speak the Hokkien dialect. As I am a red(well, pale yellow)-haired barbarian, I cannot adequately reproduce the sounds of a famous profanity. But I have taken it as my own. You need to use your imagination, my dear Hokkien friends. Guds hjælp, Folkets kærlighed, Danmarks styrke, Kynings havn.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

workscheme

East Asia is full of surprise. It is like that verse in G K Chesterton about texts and aching eyes. I am amazed by the voluble perspicacity of the students. It is they who speak like this. I am only a simple Dane with a degree from a little college in the Western USA.

Today I am having lunch with a science teacher. These are unusual here. They have a lot of Northern European traits. I like talking about life with them. This is maybe because they seem more forward-coming than many of the language teachers. I am in the wrong department, my instinct is telling me.

I look at the scheme of work, full of morning coffee. I think the scheme of work needs more coffee.

a musing by cunning_nowhere @ 6:00 AM  

1 Comments:

  • At 8:30 AM PST, Blogger toitle said…

    haha which roast does the scheme of work need? dark french, acidic german, or sweet nescafe. or african, as our dear friend sidhe prefers. although i'm quite sure sidhe and karan are more...competent in this aspect and can advise you better :)

     

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