Sono Americana

Si, si, sono stato in altre paese, abitavo a Milano per anni, in Egitto, in Olanda, Germania…ma alle fine, sono Americana.

Sono andato a fare spesa per la mia amica che abita con me. Lei sta per fare qualcosa buona e dolce per portare a lavoro, e ha dimenticato qualcosa. Allora sono andata per prendere DUE cose per lei – Cool Whip e Tofutti Better than Cream Cheese (si si, anche le cose sono molto ma molto americano). Ho preso un paio di cose anche per me.

Sono stato davanti il freezer grande per qualche minuti guardano le mille tipi di Cool Whip: Normale, Più Cremosa, Cioccolato, Fragola, Lite, Senza Grasso e Senza Zucchero. Da quando abbiamo così tanto tipi?! Alle fine, dovevo prendere Normale E Piu Cremosa, se per caso sara necessario…

Quando sono arrivata alla cassa, c’erano una famiglia non Americana. La mamma ha pagato per le cose non tutto insieme, ma per qualche motivo sconosciuto, in quattro modi. Giuro. Prima, la figlia ha comprato Lunchables. Poi, tante cose la mamma ha pagato con suo assegno di lavoro, allora doveva segnalo e mostrare la carta di identità e tutto quello. Poi altre cose pagato con dollari, poi qualcosa non cibo con altri dollari.

Per le ultime cose il uomo ha detto “$10.34.” Allora le ha dato a lui, un cinque, cinque singolo, un 10 centesimo…Io potevo vedere cos’ era nella suo mano. Aveva un 25 centesimo…ma invece di dargli questo, lei ha dato due di 5 centesimo e poi ha cominciato a contare i 1 centesimo.

Guarda, non ero ne anche in fretta. Non avevo nessuna parte di andare. Stavo prendendo cose per fare dolce, non cena. Non avevo un bambino con me, ne anche figli. Non mi costava nulla ad aspettare. Sai che faccio meditazione? Ho studiato anche un po di Buddismo. Ma a quel momento, non c’era niente di Zen di me.

Sono Coreano 50%, Italiano 25%, Tedesco 25%, Americano – 100%.

An approximate translation – not word for word – but all the ideas are there.

Yes, yes, I have been in other countries, lived in Milan, Egypt, Holland, Germany, but in the end, I’m American.

I went to the grocery store for my roommate. She was going to make something to take to work and forgot something, so I went to get these TWO things for her – Cool Whip and Tofutti Better than Cream Cheese (yes, I realize that even these items are uniquely American).

I stood in front of the giant freezer full of Cool Whip for several minutes looking at the million different kinds of Cool Whip, Regular, Creamy, Chocolate, Strawberry, Fat Free and Sugar Free. Since when are there so many kinds?! Finally, I got Regular and Creamy…you know, just in case…

When I got to the check out, there was a family ahead of me. A not very American family. The mother paid for their items not all at once, but in FOUR batches. I swear. First, the daughter bought Lunchables. Then the mom paid for a bunch of food with her paycheck, so then there was the signing of the check, the proof of ID, all of that. Then there was some other things paid in cash, then more stuff, not food items, also paid with cash.

For the last batch, the cashier said, “$10.34.” She gives him a five and then five ones, then a dime…I could totally see into her hand. She had a quarter right there….but she didn’t use that. Instead she gave him 2 nickels and carefully counted out the rest in pennies.

Listen, I was not in a hurry. I did not have any where to go. I was there for dessert items, not for dinner. I did not have a baby with me or even children. It wasn’t costing me a thing to wait in that line. Did you know I meditate? And I have even studied Buddhism. At that moment, however, there was nothing Zen about me.

I am 50% Korean, 25% Italian, 25% German and 100% American.

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