CHINA | Saturday, 29 October 2011 | Views [149]
Although I am living in China, I don't know a lick of Chinese (okay, enough to get me my occational but all too often McDonald's Big Mac). One night, while walking the streets of our hometown, Bengbu, I attempted to purchase a Chinese cookie. After many a game of charades, people from all down the street had gathered to watch the crazy American try to buy herself a cookie. My fine skills got me a cookie, eventually. But only after I had made a fool of myself in my ignorance. Luckily, the Chinese have a good sense of humor and warm hearts.