While walking to class the other day I had one of my 7th
grader students, Rupa, approach me and say what sounded like, “You are very
haughty, sir”
“What?” I replied confusedly.
“Haughty sir, haughty”
To which I wanted to reply: “I am disdainfully proud of
what?” Before I could come up with a proper response, my face gave away my
complete and utter confusion and she tried to repeat herself slower with more
emphasis on pronunciation.
“Hay-tee sir, hay-teeeee” Was she trying to make some analogy,
comparing me to a 3rd world country in the Caribbean?
As I stared blankly at her, attempting to decipher this
code, she repeated herself. This time, raising
her hand from her head to the level of mine, “You’re very haytee sir, you have
much hate.”
“Thank you Rupa” I replied, “I am very tall.”
As she ran off to class I hesitantly said, “Namaste” now all
too aware of some of the problems that can arise with improper pronunciation.
To be perfectly honest, I have no idea who this man or his incredibly cute baby are. They approached me at the temple and asked if I could pose for a photo with them, my only stipulation was that they do the same for me.
Myself at Manakamina Temple
Ian and I lounging around at our conference.
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