Wednesday, May 09, 2007

A true story

I received a thank you card for a gift I had given at a baby shower. The card thanked me for "the really cute gift - which even has kangaroos so that it will always remind me of you."

????

After all this time, does she really think I am Australian? Or is there something about me that resembles a furry red back, bounding stride or outsize thighs that I'm unaware of?

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey, there are worst things than being thought of as an Australian . . .

Scott

7:08 am  
Blogger Bronwyn said...

No offense to my down under family and friends intended...

... just amazing to me that so many here can't tell the difference in accents!!

For the record: I love Australians. I love Australians. I love Australians :-)

6:22 pm  
Blogger Amazing Hypatia said...

Hey, Bronwyn! I just discovered your blog. Cool! =)

I am sure that Josh M. isn't offended by your blog entry. After all, he KNOWS how much we all like/love him. =)

BTW, how did it feel to be called a YangGueiZi (foreign devil) in China? I am sure it wasn't pleasant being stared at constantly because you just stood out like a sore thumb! But I have to say the Chinese are definitely less ethnocentric and xenophobic than they were one century ago. Even I wouldn't fit in that society with my skin color and upbringing!

2:01 pm  

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