Aug 07, 2010 02:03
"What was I thinking? I just -- I had no idea. You're Japanese."
That's what my childhood friend told me, when I hung up the phone. I looked at him like I was waiting for the punchline, but it never came.
Related, I love my two Ayako-chans at work. They are both so fantastic. We were at Karaoke tonight, and I started off with a Japanese song. And then we just kept going, and finally one of the Ayakos stood up and told me,
"I can tell that your Japanese really comes from the heart. It's not superficial... It's the first time I've heard an american who sounds real. And I was thinking that, all week."
Implied, but I didn't know how to say it without sounding like a terrible person, or how to do it in front of someone else.
Earlier this week, both Laura and Eilis said it to me, too. That my Japanese was so good.
I guess... I guess they're right. I've really changed. Maybe I should be giving myself more credit than I do.
drinking,
karaoke,
work,
japanese