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Published On: Mar 07, 2006 03:02 PM
Total entries in this category: 24
Published On: Mar 07, 2006 03:02 PM
A Marriage Proposal
Yesterday I received my first marriage proposal in
China.
I was in the market picking out eggs, trying to
avoid those with cracks or chicken shit on them, when Tofu Lady, my favorite
vendor, asked me if I was still married. (Of course this entire conversation
took place in Chinese. None of the market vendors speaks
English.)
I replied, that yes, I still had a husband.
It's not clear to me whether my suitor was after an American green card or someone to pay for dental repair, but in either case, I went home to my husband in the house.
I replied, that yes, I still had a husband.
"Where is he?" she asked.
"In the house."
"Which house? In America or in China?"
"In Kunming, right over there," I said, pointing in the direction of the college.
"How come we never see him?"
"He doesn't speak Chinese, so how can he buy vegetables here?"
Sensing the utter uselessness of a husband who doesn't speak Chinese, Tofu Lady, pulled over a young Chinese man and said, "What about him? He likes you."
The guy grinned bashfully, revealing a mouthful of decayed teeth. Dental problems aside, he was relatively cute.
"I told you I already have a husband."
"What about two?" he suggested.
"Two? Two husbands would be way too much work!" I insisted and strode off with my eggs.
It's not clear to me whether my suitor was after an American green card or someone to pay for dental repair, but in either case, I went home to my husband in the house.
Posted: Tue - September 16, 2003 at 10:34 PM