NOTE: This is from my diary, written in January, 2009.
"Where do you come from?"
"Eritrea"
"Eritra?" my face wrinkled.
"Yeah....Eritrea. E-R-I-T-R-E-A. Eritrea."
I nodded several times, pretending to know where that is. I am totally bad at geography stuff. I don't even realize Semporna is in Malaysia.
"Where do you come from?"
"Me? Malaysia. I'm local." He was kind of stunned.
I wasn't sure why. Maybe he thought I was also an international student as December admissions are mostly foreign students.
He smiled sheepishly (which again, I wasn't sure why).
"Malaysia? Good people....good people...." he gave me a thumb-up.
When the doctor called me, the Eritrean guy smiled and said, "See you next time."
I smiled and replied,"OK".
Though I think we might not meet again after this.
The minute I got back to my room, I quickly search for 'Eritra' on the internet, trying to locate where that country is on the map, only to find out I even misspelt it.
Feeling dreadful for pretending.
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1 comments:
why? did u look like nigerian or elsewhere alien?haha..
why dont u ask him did he know about malaysia before?
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