one of the positive highlights of yesterdays generally not-so-positive day was that i think i had the longest sustained conversation in korean that i have ever had. it lasted nearly 4 minutes, with a nurse who speaks fairly crystaline korean and who has the rare but encouraging habit of changing her vocabulary when she sees i dont understand, rather than just repeating the same words more loudly or slowly. i gave at least 8 sentences, and she gave quite a bit more than that.
what could possibly be the downside? the conversation was entirely about my urinary and bowel moving habits.
sigh. whodda thunk? this korean cancer language camp sure is strange. . . why did i enroll here, again?