This weekend some extra relatives came into town to stay with us. My host mom was one of them. Since she doesn't live in the city I don't see her too much. She does a great job of eking out Khmer conversations with me, speaking slowly, and laughing with me, not at me. Despite my pitiful level of Khmer, we actually have a pretty sweet relationship. Last night she told me she misses me whenever she goes back to province. Another time she told me I was like her daughter now. So on to last night's hilarity:
My host mom points at a brillant, full, harvest moon and says:
Mom: Do you have this in America?
Me: Yes, in September and October (thinking harvest moon)
Mom: Oh no, you always have it. 2 weeks of the month it gets bigger, 2 weeks a month it gets smaller.
Me: Oh yes we always have the moon, but its orange in September and October
Mom: (explains again how the moon is always there, obviously wanting to correct my ridiculous idea that the moon only exists 2 months of the year!)
So, my language skills led to tell someone America only has a moon in the fall. Great, here I am trying to overcome assumptions people have about the US and instead I'll just add another really strange one! ha ha
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