High Hopes
I bumped into my former Korean teacher on Saturday (he teaches the beginner classes, and I've moved up to intermediate beginner). He had his son with him. I asked his son's name, and then asked if the name means anything. Much like American names, most Koreans' names "don't mean shit" to quote Pulp Fiction (thanks for reminding me of that Dr. Kaufmann), but his son's name DOES mean something. "Big," he said, "ummm...flag."
"Big flag?" I said.
"No no," he said, "where the flag goes. The stick."
"Big flagpole?" I asked.
He nodded and smiled. Either he has hopes of his son becoming a porno actor or he was just messing with me.
R
1 Comments:
s. Reiling
Maybe it was a little of both you think. Still cute story. Keep them coming.
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