Today was a breakthrough. I had my first truly Israeli conversation. I mean, sure, i've had conversations in Hebrew, but I'm still an American speaking Hebrew. But today, even if it was for just a moment, I was Israeli.
The conversation went something like this:
Nitzan (annoyed): Where were you this morning?
Me: I was at the Ambassador's Residence. Working.
Nitzan: Where's Karen?
Me: I don't know. What do you think, I'm her mother?
3 comments:
ha. I love it! You are awesome. I love you and your blog.
For some reason I found this post hilarious. You even added some sarcasm to your conversation. I love it!!
So Isreali!! Ha! And so Erin. :)
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