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Я из Америки It happened again today. For some reason, Russian people think I'm Russian. It happens that strangers speak to me in Russian, assuming I know what they are saying. I explain I'm not Russian, but I had at least two instances where the stranger didn't believe me. So, sometimes I just nod my head and say, "Da." I don't know why I send off Russian vibes. I'd like to think it's my high cheekbones that give me that classic Slavic look, except that I don't have high cheekbones. Today I think it was the scarf. To ward off the wind, I went for a graceful Grace Kelly look with a scarf wrapped elegantly over my head. To be honest, I'm certain I didn't remind anyone of Grace Kelly. I have a feeling I reminded my Russian Stranger today of his bubushka standing in a line for bread or potatoes in the Old Country. Da. I don't fool everyone, though. A few years ago, an elderly Indian (from India) gentleman stopped my on the sidewalk. I was carrying my then-infant son in a Maya Wrap around my body. "This boy will grow up to love you and treat you like a golden treasure," the old gentleman said to me, "because you carry him like this as a baby." He went on to tell me that American mothers do not know how to carry their babies, and he wondered if I were European. "Are you French?" he asked as he glanced me over head to foot. "No," he sighed sadly, "You are not. You look like you are from the Midwest." Yep. 12:07 AM - Oct. 29, 2006 - post comment
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