While I was lying on my bed reading, I heard a voice saying, "Ch'ree-ung!" I looked up to find three little faces pressed against my window, one of whom I recognized. They wanted to sing with me. I beckoned them in, and we sang If You're Happy and You Know It, Clap Your Hands, the class favorite, along with BINGO and 10 Little Children (my adaptation of 10 little Indians).
I gave them some grapes. It was like watching a pack of wild hyenas tear apart a wildebeest. I guess they like them.
Then, the girls scoped out my apartment. They adored the pictures on my wall of Tahoe, Chris, Brandy and the boys, and Tempe. One girl pointed to my toilet and said, "Do you sit?" (Most Cambodians are used to squatting.)
The girl from my class started reciting all the English words I taught her like: pen, desk, chair, paper, book... I pulled out my pack of flashcards, and they pointed to the pictures and said the words they knew. When I flipped to the teddy bear picture, they hugged and kissed it.
I gave them some grapes. It was like watching a pack of wild hyenas tear apart a wildebeest. I guess they like them.
Then, the girls scoped out my apartment. They adored the pictures on my wall of Tahoe, Chris, Brandy and the boys, and Tempe. One girl pointed to my toilet and said, "Do you sit?" (Most Cambodians are used to squatting.)
The girl from my class started reciting all the English words I taught her like: pen, desk, chair, paper, book... I pulled out my pack of flashcards, and they pointed to the pictures and said the words they knew. When I flipped to the teddy bear picture, they hugged and kissed it.
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