Last night I had dinner with 10 children and 4 adults. Yes, this is my idea of vacation. You could call me crazy. You could call me slightly unstable. I call me a family...woman? Can I say that? We'll just go with it. So yes, my idea of a relaxing vacation is to go to Kapadokya and stay at a friend's house with her husband and 6 children. This morning I woke up early, had coffee, helped put chocolate spread and jam on at least 10 pieces of toast (but not on the same piece of toast - sugar rush!), and now I'm sitting listening to two boys younger than 5 discuss possible names for their toy cars.
But I digress...
I've been pondering what I'm doing here. If I'm forever a language student, people will forever treat me like a 19 year old. This treatment could also have something to do with the reality that at 31 years old I look at most like I'm 25. (Last night a 5 year old did guess that I was 75. The guess was preceded by 12 and followed by 62.) They will then try to give me all kinds of advice, tell me what I should and should not be doing, and believe that when I say slightly mind-boggling things that I just don't know the language well enough yet.
The question then comes up - do they do this because I look young, because I don't have a job, or because they are of a culture that loves to give advise? Or, as my friend just reminded me, because of pride? Or...the list of questions in my mind goes on and on and on.
I could be an eternal student. Go back to school for the second bachelor's degree, go on to get a master's degree in linguistics, a doctorate in linguistics, and then become a crazy old linguistics professor at a university somewhere. But then, how much of my time would that take? I have a friend who is getting her doctorate here. Unbelievable amounts of work are happening in her life. It's good. But is that what I want?
Last night over Mexican pile-up, one new acquaintance asked me if I like to write. Amazing! I do indeed love writing. The recommendation was for me to write about life here. It's now another idea stewing around in my mind.
If I choose to go this route, I may need to buy a thesaurus....
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