Good morning and welcome to this week’s #WeekendCoffeeShare!
We are back from the summerhouse, and will be Glamping from home this week. Friends from Norway are vacationing not far from here, so we are hoping to get to hang out with them quite a bit this week.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that living the ex-pat life can be challenging, especially if you do not master the language in the country where you have chosen to reside. Being a Norwegian in Denmark is not that big a deal – we do understand each other just fine, thus my motivation to learn Danish is rock bottom. I am not proud of the fact that I have absolutely no desire to learn Danish, but at least I am honest about it.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you about my Danish neighbor and his Thai wife. The wife is struggling with the Danish language. She takes classes, but it is taught in English – a language she also is not all that great at. Also learning a third language by using your second language is not ideal, to put it gently. She seems to communicate with her husband, but the real problem arises whenever she has to shop for groceries.
The other day, she went to the butcher and wanted to buy pork legs. She didn’t know how to put forward her request, and in desperation, lifted up her skirt to show her thighs. The butcher got the message and the lady went home with pork legs.
The next day, she needed to get chicken breasts. Again, she didn’t know how to say it in danish, so she unbuttoned her blouse to show the butcher her breast. The lady got what she wanted.
The 3rd day, the poor lady needed to buy sausages. Unable to find a way to communicate this, she brought her husband to the store…
What were you thinking?
Helloooooooooo, her husband speaks Danish!!! Your mind went straight to the gutter, didn’t it? *giggles*
Want to see my previous contributions to the #WeekendCoffeeShare? They are funny, I promise: