I am interested in languages these days, and why people cannot or just don't bother communicating. I don't have much time to think, though, because I'm trying to help people who speak a different language learn English whether they want to or simply aren't interested. Maybe it'll help if they ever decide to pick up a language with an alphabet. Who knows? I'm living in a terribly expensive, old, little, Japanese-style apartment with a landlady who charges much more than she claims. She's a widow, hearsay is that her husband who died ten years ago was yakuza. Japanese mafia, in other words. Oh, that's not about me, then, is it? At least not directly. . .
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Anyone if you ever come to this part of Kyushu. I'm sorry, but Tokyo is a little far.
My Blog
Thoughtless days
Here I am told by a Japanese teacher recently returned from the United States, or just 'America' as they say in Japan like they call First Nations People 'Indian', that I'm to write about differences ... Posted by on Mon, 18 Oct 2004 00:20:00 GMT