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Sunday, September 16, 2007


Good Sunday!
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Start: 9:39 PM CST

Hello all! How's everyone's Sunday been? Good, I presume? Well, mine has been pretty good, but here are a few things I should tell you.


  • Remember I told you guys that my laptop mouse broke? Well, I'm sending it back to Dell tomorrow so I can get my mouse replace (along with my palm rest). I'm scared though. I've heard that Dell's repair quality isn't all that great...



What this means is that I won't be able to get on the computer for a week. Troublesome, isn't it?

I think that's it.

...What...? You've never seen a guy make a bulleted list for only one thing...???

Enough of these bullets and lists! On towards my day!

I met Thi at church today! However, we didn't seem to talk as much as we did like we do in school. It seems like we're slipping apart from each other, but I don't know how to stop it...

We went to go eat at Kingsway after that. There's this paper in front of the restaurant that says that children under 5 feet get a discount. (It's really funny, since most restaurants go by age, not height.) Well, my dad kept trying to tell the waitress that my sister was under 5 feet, even though it was clear that she was 5'3"...

My parents and I got into the discussion of languages. I was complaining on how the Vietnamese teachers at my old church were so incompetent, on how every year, they would try to teach the students the phonetics over and over again. ("I've studied Vietnamese for over six years, and all we've gone through is "a, e, i, o, u"!!! Dammmit, I don't want to learn phonetics over and over! I want to learn words!!!")

The problem is that my siblings don't like Vietnamese. They've been scared of it because of the evil people in our old town. They don't like Vietnamese people, they don't like the Vietnamese culture, and yet, they're part Vietnamese. Oy vey.

I made a deal with them: I told that if they learned Vietnamese, I would teach them the languages that they wanted to learn. I would teach my sister French and Vietnamese, and I would teach my brother Japanese and Vietnamese. If they agreed to learn Vietnamese, I would also teach the language that they wanted to learn.

It worked fine! I managed to get my brother through Japanese syntax, the basic structure of sentences, and some rules about verbs and negation! However, when we finished grocery shopping (did I mention we were at an Asian supermarket by then?), and I told my siblings to talk in Vietnamese, they wouldn't do it.

My brother said said, "I'll just find someone else to teach me Japanese."

ARGH! They hate their culture so much, it's not even funny.

Well, getting home, I talked with my mom: Earlier in the car, she told me that if I managed to get them to learn Vietnamese, she would pay me. My siblings, hearing this, turned against me and wouldn't participate. Because I was getting money for teaching them, it wouldn't be fair, right???

Hmmmmm... I managed to get my brother through half of the Vietnamese alphabet. (Kind of sad that they didn't know that already.)

The problem with teaching kids a different language is that both sides don't know how to communicate with one another. The kids usually speak only English, and the teachers usually only speak Vietnamese. So...when the teacher is trying to teach Vietnamese, and the kids don't understand, the teacher gets aggravated and starts screaming (why do people think that'll always help?), and then, they'll eventually resort to violence.

It's really sad...

Anyways, I finished my English homework. I should start on editing my essay, but I'll finish that tomorrow. Or maybe after this post.

I should go now. I'm too tired.

Remember: I won't be on for two weeks! Well, if I do, it'll probably be someone else's computer.

Bye bye for now!

End: 9:54 PM CST

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