Most of the kids here had never talked to a foreigner before so every class change, they pushed out of the rooms to see me. They waved and yelled ‘hello’ to me. It sort of made me feel like Elvis. They felt really safe yelling questions from the second floor balconies but when I went up to the second floor to talk to them – they sort of shied away back into the classrooms. (Sort of like what Paula and I did in 2002 when we saw Arnold Schwarzenegger in a Budapest china shop). The brave ones actually approached me and asked the standard English corner statements “Glad to meet you”, (before they even knew my name) Where are you from? etc ) I even had kids tell me that I was beautiful. You can tell they REALLY haven’t seen many foreigners when they think a 58 year old woman without any makeup and 2 inches of gray roots showing was classified as beautiful.
