Rice Grains

This morning I looked out my window and saw two men adding on to the series of homes/shops across the street from me. If I would've been them, I would've gotten dizzy and fallen to the ground! (There are some people who would say being dizzy is nothing new for me.:)

This afternoon I took Anita to The Well to show her around. The girls there loved her; they all wanted their picture taken with her. Below is one sample of probably ten.

Nuut, the lady sticking her tongue out, helps to design cards at The Well. She was feeling spunky today!:)

It didn't take long for Nuut to recruit Anita into helping design cards.

Today, in addition to the fruit vendor coming to sell fruit at break time, the girls also persuaded the ice cream man to sell his goodies to them. I had an ice cream cone filled with sweetened sticky rice in the bottom, and sprinkled with sweetened condensed milk, then sprinkled with peanuts.

Several of the girls, however, went for the whole shebang and ordered their ice cream on buns. Such a sight is common in Thailand.

As today was a slow day, I ran out of work before my time was up, so I got to play with Champoo, the adorable little girl who lives there.

From The Well, I took a songtaew, a motorcycle taxi, and then the skytrain to go for my language session with Kruu Yu. There I learned that I am "chopjai" because I laughed when Yu called herself a "dting dtong" (ding-dong). I didn't quite understand the meaning, so when I got home tonight, I looked up the word in my dictionary, where "chopjai" is described as "pleased with, happy, amused". I think "amused" fits the best.:)

Riding the bus home tonight, a lady with a very cute, very curly-headed little girl sat next to me. She began talking in English/Thai and told me that the girl's father was African, hence the curly hair. This lady talked non-stop until she needed to get off the bus.

Immediately another girl popped into the seat next to me. She really talked non-stop in a harder-to-understand mixture of English and Thai. She ended up asking me for my email address and phone number. As we talked, another lady across the aisle asked if she could have my email address as well. Then after that lady got off the bus, she called back to my other new friend to give me her phone number too.

Oh my, there is no way I can keep up with all the requests. Tonight was a bit unusual to have 3 people eager to talk on the bus, but it is not uncommon for people to ask for my phone number so we can be friends and speak English together.

So, anyway, now I am home and able to relax my brain a bit.:)