It's cold but my kids need to go to school. We decided to purchase tights for Sophea and Sobhan to wear underneath their pinafore. After buying the tights, I remember reading Sophea's school diary about notebooks for test. I told abang to go and buy the book. Instead, he prefer to take care of Shahmey. Since the stationery shop is just few steps away, I went by myself (with the 2 girls who surely expect to buy more than books...)
After choosing the right notebooks (while Sophea and Sobhan are busy choosing the B@rb1e stickers), I went to the counter. The cashier (Sudan guy) talked to me in Arabic. I talked to him in English. The more I talk in English, the more he talked in Arabic. I betcha, if you looked at us, it seems that we understand each other. But actually, I don't understand even a word. I think he was trying to compare me and my kids coz he did mention 'thalatha' which means 3. he said 'saghir' - small... okay... saghir is small.. and then what? he said, you, small, then pointed to my kids... then he said, small... beautiful. I showed him my confuse expression.
He kept talking and talking, in arabic though. Then, he went to the dictionary section (remember, its a stationery store), tried to look for the right word in English to explain to me. Nope! he didn't find it. Then he said, tomorrow... (what? tomorrow?) he wanted me to come back tomorrow so that he can say whatever he wanted to say in english? hmmm.. may be not, I thought. I just said, Insyaallah. After saying thank you, I left.
After the incident, I know that I need to learn arabic. I think it's a waste being in Saudi but can't manage to speak arabic (broken pun takpe la kan). My mission now is, I need to go to the market or store more often and try to converse in arabic. 1 word a day... 10 days - 10 words. 365 days - 365 words... yeah right!!! (By the way, the kids managed to convince Shahril and get the stickers)