Thursday, April 24, 2008

Some whine... and cheese

First the cheese:

Now the whine:

We have a lot of Scandinavians here in my neighborhood. There are a WHOLE bunch of Danes, some Swedes, a few Finns and perhaps one Norwegian. They all speak fabulous English and make me feel inferior because I speak only English with a side of Polish and Spanish. I do not speak any language (other than English, although that is sometimes questionable) well enough to really converse with someone. I can order a McDonald's Happy Meal (3 to be exact) in about 30 seconds, but if we veer outside of if the drive thru guy was to ask me what I think about the upcoming elections...I'd be like "Co?" - huh?

Anyway, when we first arrived I met this lovely Danish woman who has two children the same ages of two of my children. She's always at the playground when the weather is nice and is very friendly. BUT, as soon as another Dane arrives she stops talking with me. I get it, they have a common language and the culture is the same, but it still feels like I'm secondary. And to top it off, I don't get along with the other Americans (and there are no other Americans here in my neighborhood with kids the same ages as mine, most of them are older and don't need to be supervised on the playground (although I think my oldest one still needs to be supervised, probably now more than ever).

Yeah, I'm pretty much just feeling sorry for myself...and like I'm back in high school...which was kind of the problem the last time I lived here.

1 comment:

  1. If it makes you feel better, I rarely talk to anyone at the park unless it is my sister with me.


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