(currently listening to a conversation about teachers)
I walked to base to have breakfast. I still haven’t found a Korean place that serves eggs. I’m not interested in kimchee for breakfast. I stopped at the base bank to withdraw some cash. As I was leaving the ATM, a woman stopped me and gesticulated toward the machine. She motioned to me that she wanted help to withdraw $500.00 from her checking account. She demonstrated this by “writing” the amount on the machine edge. I helped and entered the amount. By this time, I realized that she not only didn’t speak English, she was also deaf. We finished that transaction, and she needed help with another card. She wrote on the machine that she needed $400.00 from another card, this time savings. She was very kind and thankful for my assistance.
I thought about how hard it would be to be in an environment with a language that you do not speak as well as being deaf. It put perspective into being an outsider.
My musing ended when I started to think that I could have been helping her in some illegal activity. Security police won’t be interested in my thoughts on being an outsider.
Monday, August 23, 2004
Breakfast and the ATM
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