Can’t believe only have one more day at work. And we are all doing so well at learning our manners. I was also tired of hearing “How are you? I am fine” being rhymed off all the time so I have done a lesson on “feelings” eg I am happy, I am hot, I am thirsty etc etc. hey still say I am fine until I glare at them then they remember. Also worked on She/he is – some of them have grasped it!
Got back home and ready for our outing to the 13th floor. We arrived at 8:30 and had a chat before dinner. Both are really nice but I imagine the wife would be a good giggle if her husband wasn’t there – he is a bit more serious. He normally works 14 hours a day (bank manager) and his wife laughs that she hardly sees him and often has to phone him to have a conversation. She seems ok with it but I think that is one of the reasons they want to move to Canada. Also, there is a lot of pressure of children in India to progress highly in education, but at the end of it even people with degrees have to drive taxis as not enough jobs. They were actually very interesting to talk to.
The dinner table was only set for 4 (as they thought there wouldn’t be enough room) so they stood chatting while we ate. LA and I have chicken curry but I ate most of LA’s as she doesn’t like meat on the bone. There was also,\ a kidney bean thing, paneer curry stuff and beautiful cumin rice. I even managed to eat some Bengali sweets they set out. He laughed at me eating the sweets with my left hand – I completely forgot! Even these people would normally eat with their hands! I just blethered away to them and I think it was obvious I enjoyed the food! Nice to have a “proper” Indian meal in a real home.
