Showing posts with label foreign. Show all posts
Showing posts with label foreign. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Film in foreign language

I would like to ask why should be wrong that the kids look a cartoon in a foreign language.
In Malaysia a young couple with two school girls invited me for dinner. After eating, we chatted while the girls were looking at a DVD - a fairy tale in English. I was impressed, because the father is Chinese, the mother Malay, and the girls perfectly trilingual. I thought that those kids will be the next generation in power.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Move approaching

I would like to ask why this time it is so hard to move. Since 10 year, I am moving within the same town, or the same country, or somewhere else more often than every two years. So, it is not that I am not used to it. I can't see what is different, this time.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Meeting new people

I would like to ask whether it does not seem strange that people have difficulties to meet new people in our time. I have talked in these days to two unrelated friends, both moved a couple of years ago to a new town in different countries because of work opportunities.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Four people reading

I would like to ask what those four people on the tram were reading. They looked like an extract from a movie, wearing similar mantels, the two men also a cap in style, the women also a scarf in color with the jacket. All singularly, sitting on the single seats near the entrance of the tram, aware only of their books and maybe the actual tram stop behind the window near them.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Oh wonder!

I would like to ask whether they really learnt new traditions, food and ways of living after we said "Goodbye", as I did when I visited them. I had suggested these colleagues to go for a coffee and piece of cake in one of the oldest and tasty German pastry shops of town. It is a quite fancy old-fashion café, where classical music is played, they have 15 types of coffee and tea, and the cakes are on average about 10 cm tall and very beautifully decorated. I imagined they had never seen anything like that, although they traveled a lot; or at least, nobody ever went with them to the ritual of having coffee and cake as Germans do.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

German health system

I would like to ask some guy who made the laws in Germany what is the logical reason for which an employe who is ill has to spend most of his illness time walking from one doctor to the other and bringing some certificate to the work place. Let say that you are ill: it is not enough that you call your boss saying you will be absent for the next two days. You have to go to a doctor, wait there a couple of hours, let him/her visit you, let the doctor tell you that you are sick, get a piece of paper which says that you are sick and for how long and bring it to your work place or, in best case, mail it to the human resources people of your company within three days from the begin of your absence from work. Then, you are safe.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

the boys on the tram

I would like to ask the boys on the tram who sat around me yesterday evening whether the mixture of coke and vodka they shaked in the plastic bottle tasted good. Or whether they preferred the liquids of one of the other bottles - beer, wine, plain vodka. I would like to ask them why they left the empty vodka glass bottle on the seat of the tram when they arrived at destination, why they did not use it to show off proving that they had already emptied it at 6pm and still could arrive safe at the party.

And I would like to ask them whether they appreciate that no German law prohibits them to drink and mix alcoholic drinks on a tram. All my American and Canadian friends are so happy about it when they first arrive, but they generally miss such law when they have to walk somewhere or take a bus, tram, train in the early morning of a Saturday or a Sunday.